This is a song about "Meiosis and mitosis"

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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

Took the van, went snatch her

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

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And i'm dizzy and spinning

But he don't rule a thing

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

And a fridge and some broccoli