This is a song about "Helios and phaeton"

Mmg and that's my clique

And stop playing hide and seek,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

Fake niggas get dial tones

And nasty remains and bones

And kill yourself and your clique

But don't fall asleep

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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