This is a song about "Olivia and mikey"

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And i don't think homes

And nasty remains and bones

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

When i get to warwick avenue

And pissing red, white, and blue

And a fridge and some broccoli

And now that i’m getting money

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

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