This is a song about "Preppy and sassy"

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

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

I be stuck to you

And pissing red, white, and blue

Huh, i can't interpret her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Cold, my style making my nose run

Lust will have you slipping

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I'd done stacked many

Living young and wild and free