This is a song about "Sharts and buttholes"

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Here they keep a rachet close

And like to boast and brag

Where the black girls get their weaves back

And get it again and again

Made a million with the pen

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

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