This is a song about "Punny and tunny"

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Cause some of you bitches funny

And a fridge and some broccoli

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Knees dug deep into the pavement

And remember what i said and

Man this life is but a dream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

But he don't rule a thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows