This is a song about "Gianna and ethan jazmin and sajon"

And once i'm dead and gone

Wonder where i went wrong

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

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

And some strawberries and some chocolate

But it seems like a scene outta flick

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,

I’m way harder than the concrete

And kill yourself and your clique

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

But five years from now i bet she see

And a fridge and some broccoli