This is a song about "Korbin and andrew"

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

You, you, you have to pay for that

Fake niggas get dial tones

And nasty remains and bones

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

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

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Caged, and the wonder is seen

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

No, no, we are not those

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,