This is a song about "Keenan and pete"

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

Stay wide awake i do this for pete rocks sake

And i could see you coming home after work late

See her man face-to-face through the glass

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

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Social conditioning and

I fear no opponent

And like to boast and brag

Yo, i'll bet she be back

And nasty remains and bones

Please put that in your notes

I'm went from god to a king, pete rose, philly,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see