This is a song about "Latitude and longitude"

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

And remember what i said and

And i don't think homes

And nasty remains and bones

I got a dollar and a dream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Shout out my nigga miles