This is a song about "Excaliber and julia"

And a fridge and some broccoli

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Contributing the real shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Bun b, i’m underground king

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

We can't catch the beat

And stop playing hide and seek,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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