This is a song about "Estar and ser"

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Miami nights, it was all a dream

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

And kill yourself and your clique

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

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

Baby, you know who you are

And nasty remains and bones

I got alotta phones

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

All my real motherfuckin partners

And their mothers and fathers

Living young and wild and free

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy