This is a song about "Emily and liv"

Grab the scissors and saws and

But nah, he is quite different

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

We put a wreath on niggas' career

I said i'm hurting her

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

Emily, fam, and lorenzo

Bad bitches never loved them though

And inhospitable,

No one notice your struggle

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

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement