This is a song about "Elves"

Like a lame ass little bunny

But make sure if they do see

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

So now you can mourn for your fam while im back home playing cod ghosts all day,

You can get it after we do it like bunnies

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Tell me that you're joking not rapping, your raps are like a cane of junk

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

My lifes consists of circus clowns, i control them, shut the main circuit down.

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town