This is a song about "Raul and keyla"

But nah, he is quite different

And remember what i said and

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Living young and wild and free

And nasty remains and bones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Make the fingers snap

And like to boast and brag

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Guess i’m different than most

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

And stop playing hide and seek,

African queen got what you need