This is a song about "Length and perimeter"

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

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

I be gettin' money

Living young and wild and free

And pissing red, white, and blue

It may be not the same for you

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

See, i like the person that you are

Dc, man over money

And a fridge and some broccoli

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And kill yourself and your clique

From the back seat, back seat

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts