This is a song about "Luke and keaton"

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

Living young and wild and free

I swear they think i'm crazy

Pussy smell like water the truth can be devastatin like luke i am yo father

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

And pissing red, white, and blue

What preceded was the clue

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,