This is a song about "Questionable bisexuality"

Darkness doesn't exist without light, but if i'm evil, its questionable.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

At a high scale naw they're not for sale, so sinister its straight from hell

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

I nail this scale, don't need a paved road, i can make my own trail/

Ukrainian giving dome top craniumass shot jeans like she painted themt-raw niggas try to favor him

And turn it into a non-sexual abrasion/ and my dedication is my evaluation/

And why the hell am i locked in jail

Yo this is your homie a scale