This is a song about "Kioki and kalani"

And stop playing hide and seek,

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

And now that i’m getting money

And a fridge and some broccoli

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

And my kick game beyond crazy

Living young and wild and free

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Big homie hov said i am close