This is a song about "Petruchio and kate"

And get it again and again

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

All dem niggas gonna hate

Whats it like when you fucking kate

Living young and wild and free

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

And more than confident

And remember what i said and

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And a fridge and some broccoli