This is a song about "Olivia and mikey"

I put the nigga in his casket

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

And it tried to run away but "sikey mikey" dragged it back

Flapjack, ooh he bring

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And nasty remains and bones

And i don't think homes

I'd rather do business than pleasure

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

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different