This is a song about "Disstrack on nicolas and thomas"

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

100 percent on everything and on my team

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

Get in the mood on blacc friday

Live, and die, on this day.

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

I aim the knife and heap but i go on and on and on till i

This boa, what's your motivation

They pick on him and step on him

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison