This is a song about "Richard jamie and charlotte"

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

I'm the motherfucking richard dawkins of rap beef

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

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

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

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Least we forget about jamie

But make sure if they do see

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and