This is a song about "Netflix and poptarts"

Like a line full of hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

I was born to do the damn thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

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

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And once i'm dead and gone

We at the top where we belong

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Swear i will murk any beat

And stop playing hide and seek,