This is a song about "Ser and estar"

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And their mothers and fathers

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

And once i'm dead and gone

And we don't know no right from wrong

As i light one for ill will

And inhospitable,

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Big homie hov said i am close

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

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement