This is a song about "Keenan and kel"

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

And a fridge and some broccoli

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

This is the concrete

And stop playing hide and seek,

And remember what i said and

Dc star, a pg legend

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

'til it's like a mile long

And once i'm dead and gone

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

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