This is a song about "Going to wonderland on friday"

My bars are like a store on black friday

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

I'm going to scream come on, or there'll be guns drawn.

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered

Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Going on my own to play some basketball

Going off on a beat to kakorot you're to weak

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

I ran to the store streaking speaking its friday

My prada lows, for the most part it's only nike

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Aight, keep going, on and on