This is a song about "Olivia and mikey"

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Now this shit is turning to a habit

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

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

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

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Where you welcome to problems

And inhospitable,

As i light one for ill will

This is something different

And remember what i said and