This is a song about "Priscilla and juan"

But we still real brothers

And their mothers and fathers

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As i light one for ill will

And inhospitable,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

And stop playing hide and seek,

Social conditioning and

And more than confident

I know most guys won't freak together

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

See her man face-to-face through the glass

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

And a fridge and some broccoli

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three