This is a song about "Donuts and skittles"

You couldn't live your life for the moment

What i do, through and through and

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

I'm here to make it better

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

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

You way some fucking kilotons, fuck sweets, its donuts

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle