This is a song about "Excaliber and julia"

Live from the lamont's rose

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

But nah, he is quite different

Social conditioning and

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Shout out my nigga miles

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

And stop playing hide and seek,

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

And inhospitable,

Yeah come holla at your uncle