This is a song about "Nik and dunja"

I don't want it on my back

And like to boast and brag

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Grab the scissors and saws and

And the word most important

And remember what i said and

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Living young and wild and free

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

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

And some strawberries and some chocolate

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Poke out from behind her