This is a song about "Lancypoohtv and icynicalc"

All my real motherfuckin partners

And their mothers and fathers

Good kids make bad grown ups

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

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

And a fridge and some broccoli

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And i don't think homes

And nasty remains and bones

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer