This is a song about "Daquan and keisha"

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

And a fridge and some broccoli

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

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

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

Know just what your worth

And their mothers and fathers

Make the fingers snap

And like to boast and brag

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

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

And kill yourself and your clique

I’m way harder than the concrete

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Living young and wild and free