This is a song about "Sabino and idalia"

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

And once i'm dead and gone

Look, by the end of this song

And remember what i said and

I fear no opponent

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I call it speaking tongues

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

And a fridge and some broccoli

And kill yourself and your clique

I said i got my ass beat