This is a song about "Eric and patrisha"

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

And a fridge and some broccoli

I’m tryna be low key

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Social conditioning and

This is something different

And inhospitable,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

And pissing red, white, and blue

I'm after you bringing traffic through

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

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different