This is a song about "Lanthanides and actinides"

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Know just what you worth

And their mothers and fathers

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

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

Niggas is unifying as we speak

And stop playing hide and seek,

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

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