This is a song about "Nails on fleek"

I lost the nails to my closet so imma put the nail in the coffin 'fore everything starts falling,

Peddling pests to see the melody's which i've yet to bring, i'm trying to get a sting,

Aight, keep going, on and on

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Then stick his clipped nails in the licorice and continue stabbin' him wit it,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You’re tough as nails girl, i cannot phase

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Stick nine inch nails through his eyelids since he thinks he's shady

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

A nail in ya skull leads to nails in ya coffin

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him