This is a song about "Patricians and plebeians"

And get it again and again

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

And kill yourself and your clique

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

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

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Big homie hov said i am close

And nasty remains and bones

Fake niggas get dial tones

That's the way, you can move it baby

Living young and wild and free

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And a fridge and some broccoli

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money