This is a song about "Little mix makes perrie and jade cry"

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

And mix the shit with guinness liquor, tonic, vomit, smack again,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

Inflict enough damage till your scarred for life, tired and cry,

With all due respect i do respect you enough to expect

U a little boy u still cry when ya get beat wit a belt/

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Numb of most emotion and ive forgotten how to cry,

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

On main/ makes me so agngry how a little girl was the blame/

Just another product of this matrix

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

When you can run away and cry, me,

We the 93 chicago bulls baby