This is a song about "Grandparents 50th wedding anniversary"

Bloodstained clothes, at a wedding trying to propose to some of these hoes.

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

One day we're perfect, planning out our wedding day.

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

Circus full of tears and forgotten wedding gowns

Your birthday and anniversary

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

I'm different and listen stop it with the wedding ring

Mother died in a wedding dress, it was a depressing death that hurt his youth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Until we get everything,the south married to the game just like a wedding ring

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting