This is a song about "Mya and daless"

I got bigger problems baby

Living young and wild and free

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

And get it again and again

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Fuck fame, fuck money

And a fridge and some broccoli

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,