This is a song about "Guns and cars"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

She’s a star if i ever seen one

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Im starting to see guns and knives

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement