This is a song about "Ethan and matthew"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

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

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

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

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

Social conditioning and

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Living young and wild and free

If you ain't about money

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

And nasty remains and bones

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche