This is a song about "Romeo and julliet"

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And a fridge and some broccoli

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Living young and wild and free

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

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

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

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

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

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

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

I be pickin' up them younger girls, them teenagers like i'm romeo,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,