This is a song about "Kayley and camryn"

And there's little to be glad for

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

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

P-i double l in the building

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Grab the scissors and saws and

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

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

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

And get it again and again