This is a song about "Daisy and thomas"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

I be gettin' money

And a fridge and some broccoli

Grab the scissors and saws and

This how i hear it different

But nah, he is quite different

And remember what i said and

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Shout out my nigga miles

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

And kill yourself and your clique

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

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

It still will come up clever