This is a song about "Peyton manning and eric decker"

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

And inhospitable,

As i light one for ill will

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And no nigga gon love you

And pissing red, white, and blue

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Grab the scissors and saws and

Put the purp in the blunt

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

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