This is a song about "Kynator and brittian"

Grab the scissors and saws and

I fear no opponent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

And nasty remains and bones

And we crazy, homes

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

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

Castle and crooks sweater

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

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

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

And i'm dizzy and spinning

This ain't easy, im thinking