This is a song about "Safety and pastry"

And inhospitable,

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

If they ended it they'd finally be in safety/

Take you where you can't see black by k-ci forever my lady

Social conditioning and

But got comma’s in my statement

Living young and wild and free

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

The fucking safety was on, now who the fuck did this

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

You were the safety on my gun, you pulled me through it