This is a song about "Lace and lashes"

Or you can do better on some hate shit

U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Give him a job to lace you up and a slow pace

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Grab the scissors and saws and

And the word most important

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

You phonies is fake you all is tripping tie up ya lace

She stunned and amazed me with her lace attire

I got something you've been waiting for

Life's a trip my nigga make sure you lace your sneaks,

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

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