This is a song about "Ethan and matthew"

We can't catch the beat

And stop playing hide and seek,

Grab the scissors and saws and

This how i hear it different

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

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

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

And inhospitable,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Living young and wild and free

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

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

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