This is a song about "Kayla and nicole"

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

A criminal grind mean hustle

And inhospitable,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Now who the fuck is that kayla chick