This is a song about "Love that breaks apart"

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

"what are these wealthy tax breaks that you all are asking of?"

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Puff puff puff, shutdown uptown

Making sure you breaks down

Like two souls intertwined that really shouldn't be apart.

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Then i said i had enough

That's that computer love

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Real rappers drop a song a disaster breaks//

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Yet the things that i love

Apart from my nipples, and that i've got three,

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably