This is a song about "Matt and daniels"

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

And kill yourself and your clique

And remember what i said and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Shit, we don't believe none of them

And get it again and again

And once i'm dead and gone

Look, by the end of this song

And get caught, in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones

And a fridge and some broccoli

If you ain't about money

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,