This is a song about "Ghana mali and sunghai"

Look, by the end of this song

And once i'm dead and gone

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

And like to boast and brag

And i don't think homes

And nasty remains and bones

You feel it from your head to your toes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

And a fridge and some broccoli

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful