This is a song about "Darren and claire"

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

They laugh and scream and leap

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

And get it again and again

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

And like to boast and brag

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

Pain, he's ready for whatever