This is a song about "Darkness shadow"

Bloomingdale and neiman marcus

I rose out of the darkness

You know i be teasing, though

I'm scared of my own shadow

Through the darkness, i harnessed

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Enter forth to the abyss of this eternal darkness,

I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass

Pocket racked up all big faces

I'll follow you like your shadow does

My word of promise being consumed by the darkness

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

A shrouded cloaked confounded shadow protective hateful entity.

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

They don't hear the bark

Armed with darkness in my heart,