This is a song about "Nathan and london"

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

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Why not me the same thing

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

And inhospitable,

No one notice your struggle

And a fridge and some broccoli

Third ward general, young cash money