This is a song about "Kenan and kel"

To make karma come faster than she normally will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

And once i'm dead and gone

But if i'm wrong

More money that mean less sleep

And kill yourself and your clique

Fuck that now trying get the money

And a fridge and some broccoli

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

The crown ruler is back

And like to boast and brag

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Ain't no women at the shows