This is a song about "Gabe liera and moani"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Lord forbid, for the good kid

I pray the lord my guns to keep

And stop playing hide and seek,

Social conditioning and

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

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

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

And a fridge and some broccoli

Hey, must be the money

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows