This is a song about "Kept and konan"

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Me and your sister had a great summer but she kept calling so i

You were too elusive and kept on making excuses

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

Ahh found a few condoms in your laundry and you told me you kept it for a friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Of the superficial pleasure he kept,

That kept our motherland in chains

High: that's why they call us planes

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

And kept saying how she had a great night