This is a song about "Heather and jose"

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

And last but not least please don't tell no one

It's a battlejust for tha big money

And a fridge and some broccoli

But he don't rule a thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

Cause lately iv been going by jose n stocking on my prey

And some strawberries and some chocolate

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Grab the scissors and saws and

And get caught, in the moment