This is a song about "Dark elbows"

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Partakin' in the park, greenery after dark

No wonder why when times get hard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

Dank dark as catacombs under rome.

So i guess you think you grown

This is the concrete

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

No dark clouds, just silver linings

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

And all my childhood memories

Im the wasps elbows and the bees knees