This is a song about "Shias and sunnis"

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

And like to boast and brag

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

And nasty remains and bones

Patron black, uh, patron jones

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

As my name get bigger this game get different

When drunk i only drink beer

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

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

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,