This is a song about "Kynator and brittian"

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

And never should you fear

You ain't never seen

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And inhospitable,

A criminal grind mean hustle

This is something different

Grab the scissors and saws and

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And a fridge and some broccoli

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

And their mothers and fathers

This is love, nothing else close

Riddles and jokes and scary crows