This is a song about "Donuts and skittles"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

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

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

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

And real bitches don't respect you

And pissing red, white, and blue

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

They laugh and scream and leap

And nasty remains and bones

Fake niggas get dial tones

Or never say never though i admit

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

And remember what i said and

This how i hear it different