This is a song about "Refreshed and rehashed"

And kill yourself and your clique

I don't know defeat

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As my name get bigger this game get different

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Big homie hov said i am close

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

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

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

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

But got comma’s in my statement

Grab the scissors and saws and