This is a song about "Harrison and gizzele"

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

And get it again and again

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Bun b, i’m underground king

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Haters beware, i can see clear

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Social conditioning and

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Ya'll wife and white knight her

And don't ever (and don't ever)