This is a song about "Daquan and keisha"

And a fridge and some broccoli

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Living young and wild and free

Looking at your money

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

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

That we ain't never had

And like to boast and brag

I pray the lord my guns to keep

And stop playing hide and seek,