This is a song about "Owen and abbi"

Fake niggas get dial tones

And nasty remains and bones

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And a fridge and some broccoli

I’m tryna be low key

Shit, we don't believe none of them

And get it again and again

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Swear i will murk any beat

And kill yourself and your clique

Bun b, i’m underground king

And i'm dizzy and spinning

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

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