This is a song about "Jonah from tonga"

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Maybe from my ass maybe from my third nipple,

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

From the system,we're made from,they cannot loot us from our existence

Especially from detectives

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

And instead get it from hearing the song from the beginning