This is a song about "Rinsing and mincing"

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

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

And there's little to be glad for

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Grab the scissors and saws and

Put the purp in the blunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

And nasty remains and bones

And i don't think homes

And inhospitable,

A criminal grind mean hustle

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And remember what i said and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt