This is a song about "Cookies and frogs"

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

But i let off everything i have

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Living young and wild and free

Summertime in the city

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

I'm why baby mommas leave

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

But that's what he liked her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And nasty remains and bones

This is oh so much like getting votes

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts