This is a song about "Jupiter and mars"

Grab the scissors and saws and

And get caught, in the moment

She can only live for the moment

Social conditioning and

Im dead, they're searching for any sing of life like im mars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Out-ta this world, i go bigger, jupiter/

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

If he does my soul to keep

And stop playing hide and seek,

Because you outta this world, you must be from mars

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops