This is a song about "Hazel and deon"

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

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

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

She should have invited her

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Living young and wild and free

Rate hazel been with me

She going to borrow some money

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Come see real niggas on my team

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

To make karma come faster than she normally will