This is a song about "Jerry and jerry"

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

And nasty remains and bones

Fake niggas get dial tones

Get on a song

And once i'm dead and gone

Hoping that he's listening

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Social conditioning and

So dunn stay silent

And kill yourself and your clique

African queen got what you need