This is a song about "Jake and nikayla"

And some strawberries and some chocolate

We never tattle, let god handle that

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

And get it again and again

Look, by the end of this song

And once i'm dead and gone

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

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

Flapjack, ooh he bring

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

This is why her nigga mad

And like to boast and brag

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

We put a wreath on niggas' career