This is a song about "Seahawks vs"

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

This is light vs darkness, never seen a picture as frightening as this before

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

Its like segregation when its stoners vs products

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

It used to be all about "west coast vs east coast"//

Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

Ill snap u in have like the seahawks did randell el/

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell