This is a song about "Kaitlyn and chuck"

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

The throw up in my mouth i'm gonna chuck

It's not making sense to you right now but

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

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Bizarro, my carro, i borrowed from chuck

And kill yourself and your clique

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me

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

Said when i do dirt wit her