This is a song about "Jy and kacie"

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

African queen got what you need

And kill yourself and your clique

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

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

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Grab the scissors and saws and

This is something different

Then to try to chase these men

And get it again and again

Hopin' that my niggas see

And a fridge and some broccoli