This is a song about "Durgs and shrooms"

And inhospitable,

Lady at the frank stand will

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

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Social conditioning and

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

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

And a fridge and some broccoli

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,