This is a song about "Prateek and maggi"

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

You were right here all along

And once i'm dead and gone

And some strawberries and some chocolate

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

And inhospitable,

As i light one for ill will

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Yo, i'll bet she be back

And like to boast and brag

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Straight g thing, double m g thing