This is a song about "Fabian and kevin"

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Because there ain't no coming back from that

And remember what i said and

And get caught, in the moment

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

But me and kevin know that this talent is just a blessing

Social conditioning and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Grab the scissors and saws and

So dunn stay silent

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

This rap is supose to be funny but im no kevin hart