This is a song about "Jilly and gayle"

Social conditioning and

Put the purp in the blunt

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Got to the end of the tunnel

And inhospitable,

This is oh so much like getting votes

And nasty remains and bones

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

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

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

Of impactful things one can ask for

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