This is a song about "Monica and marky"

And their mothers and fathers

Tryna be some mobsters

And like to boast and brag

Sneak up on attack

The revolution will proceed

And kill yourself and your clique

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

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

This is something different

Grab the scissors and saws and

Bitch i'm all you need

And stop playing hide and seek,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

And a fridge and some broccoli

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

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