This is a song about "Quick scoping"

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

I'm writing this real quick

We went back to my place real quick,

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Killing these niggas off quick

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Doctor: alright but make it quick

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Jokingly scoping to poke ponies

Cause there could never be peace

Quick to burn yo bitch ass

Lights will flash, cars will crash

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

Quick kisses with the sadistic aftermath

Donald trump, i sigh, your fired quick

Make room for the groom married to his music