This is a song about "Ikra safa and manisha"

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

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

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

The pioneer of the coke rap

And like to boast and brag

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

And kill yourself and your clique

This is the concrete

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Get off a key like i can’t sing

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And once i'm dead and gone

And we don't know no right from wrong