This is a song about "Jenna and steven"

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

As she goes through the levels

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Shout out them strippers who hustle

And inhospitable,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

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

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Living young and wild and free

Fuck them, fly together

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

And a fridge and some broccoli

Look it something they can't ever see

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

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement