This is a song about "Phrases and clauses"

The way i'm punching in these crazy phrases

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Spraying bullets when spittin phrases

And once i'm dead and gone

Look, by the end of this song

Guess i’m different than most

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

No one notice your struggle

And inhospitable,

Grab the scissors and saws and

This is something different

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,