This is a song about "Luke and keaton"

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

But nah, he is quite different

Social conditioning and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

What i do, through and through and

I be gettin' money

And a fridge and some broccoli

This how i hear it different

And remember what i said and

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,