This is a song about "Rachel and harry"

And once i'm dead and gone

Don't gotta wait long

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

She’s a star if i ever seen one

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

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

And get it again and again

And remember what i said and

But nah, he is quite different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

A lot of people called it last year

To war with the coppers

And their mothers and fathers