This is a song about "Howard and shira"

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

They laugh and scream and leap

Yea i'm missin some sleep

But i muscle rap

And like to boast and brag

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And get it again and again

Magic city tipping them

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

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

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/