This is a song about "Dionne and austin"

Good kids make bad grown ups

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

And once i'm dead and gone

You just gotta be strong

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

And a fridge and some broccoli

And i'm dizzy and spinning

This ain't easy, im thinking

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

I got a dollar and a dream

To war with the coppers

And their mothers and fathers