This is a song about "Cookies and frogs"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Social conditioning and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Listen, these niggas is tripping

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Got to the end of the tunnel

And inhospitable,