This is a song about "Dunkin donuts"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts

You way some fucking kilotons, fuck sweets, its donuts

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

No, i ain't, glazed donuts for luncheon, on my plate.

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

I feel like im a clipper cuz im dunkin on u posers like blake

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts/

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts