This is a song about "Cynthia and janila"

And like to boast and brag

Yo, i'll bet she be back

And nasty remains and bones

Please put that in your notes

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

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

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

And get caught, in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

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

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash