This is a song about "Lonnie and caroline"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Man this life is but a dream

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Live from the lamont's rose

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

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

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

And a fridge and some broccoli

That's why i'm makin' money