This is a song about "Clyde"

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

Me and rap go hand in hand like bonnie and clyde,

Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

On some bonnie and clyde shit

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Hey clyde to make your house come here now because

I can be your bonnie you can be my clyde

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

I knock you to another axis you ride cocks like brother clyde