This is a song about "Dionne and austin"

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And a fridge and some broccoli

A military mind mean money

And their mothers and fathers

Know just what your worth

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Exclusives, y'all never seen

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

So dunn stay silent

Social conditioning and