This is a song about "Moani and shon"

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

She got me caught up in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

We never tattle, let god handle that

And some strawberries and some chocolate

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 something rough and turn it to a diamond

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

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent