This is a song about "Ser and estar"

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Put the purp in the blunt

Social conditioning and

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

Yeah, ready for whatever

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Redan road, that’s my street

And kill yourself and your clique

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

And their mothers and fathers

Half my peers, they're stretched for years