This is a song about "Hannah and callum"

Shout out them strippers who hustle

And inhospitable,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Okay, go get bruce a banner!, get hannah montana to be our stripper,

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

And remember what i said and

But got comma’s in my statement

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

And stop playing hide and seek,