This is a song about "Romeo and julit"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

And kill yourself and your clique

Gets harder than rihanna when

And get it again and again

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Little romeo going against king arthur...with juliet,

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

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