This is a song about "Donuts and skittles"

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Grab the scissors and saws and

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

You way some fucking kilotons, fuck sweets, its donuts

And make her fall on her face and

Put the purp in the blunt

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

No, no, we are not those

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

I thought i recognized her

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Ice tea and skittles, ima share it like my last supper

Fuck you if you feelin' different

What i do, through and through and