This is a song about "Connah brooks"

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

At her, she skips second period and runs home but

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Get struck by their thunder, you'll go through cruel suffer

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Synthesizer runs over this beat like starvin actors

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Cunt, you drink like you have gills

You gon need some gills, to not drown in my rhyme

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

I abandoned my father, he lost his honor, made me suffer

Go back, reading through your shit rap, you say you jumped the broom

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune