This is a song about "Jules and rian"

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

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

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

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

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

This is why her nigga mad

And like to boast and brag

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Living young and wild and free

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,