This is a song about "Sabino and idalia"

Young money motherfucker we the shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Let my angel sing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And like to boast and brag

Try to jack and i will attack

Haven't seen a girl in so long

And once i'm dead and gone

And get it again and again

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths