This is a song about "Ferdinand and isabella"

But got comma’s in my statement

Social conditioning and

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

And remember what i said and

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

And get it again and again

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

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

What i do, through and through and

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

Nightmare on any street

And kill yourself and your clique

No one notice your struggle

And inhospitable,