This is a song about "Complex based evidence"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Murder by stand your ground, pounded 'em, there's evidence,

You have swag, i even prefer based god over you

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

But i've got time to invest to supply some lyrical complex

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I write lyrics so complex

Sweet, okay makes sense

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Than a tornado that's based in lower diego

I think i'm koko b. ware, you just a bird babe

Based off the voices of a poisoned grenade

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

That binds us, it defines us, there's no guidance? god? no evidence,