This is a song about "Raewyn and daniel"

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

I fear no opponent

Social conditioning and

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

And stop playing hide and seek,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

And like to boast and brag

Top dropped down, black on black

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

And inhospitable,