This is a song about "Punk women vs men"

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Ross and folarin, couple women

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Women talk about men in the beginning but never seem to have their

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Shit i'm about to murder this punk

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

But im taking a dump on ur little beef punk

It used to be all about "west coast vs east coast"//

I am not no homophobe, good thing i don't read the post

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Its like segregation when its stoners vs products