This is a song about "Jemma and corey"

I see a young teen

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Fresher than me, never

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

And stop playing hide and seek,

Indubitably i'm too street

But don't fall asleep

They laugh and scream and leap

And a fridge and some broccoli

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Dc, man over money

Living young and wild and free

And inhospitable,

As i light one for ill will

Fake niggas get dial tones

And nasty remains and bones