This is a song about "Goat fridge gang"

Fly bitch gang we did that

That moschino shit is so back

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Grillin shit out of the fridge and we don't know how old,

Can barely walk the city streets

By a gang called the police

Sacrificing your body like a goat, cuz your nothin,

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Can’t you see just how long my run

Of the rebel gang captain

Im the shit get round at me, coppin some dope, like someones cuttin the rope,

I wanna slice open peoples throats like midevil sacrifices but theres no goat,

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

The fresh goat more like a fresh joke

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

A cocaine measurer, part time lover