This is a song about "Droughts and floods"

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

And i'm dizzy and spinning

We at the top where we belong

And once i'm dead and gone

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

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

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

My records sell, yes sir

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

And my kick game beyond crazy

Living young and wild and free

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened