This is a song about "Sierra and samantha"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Grab the scissors and saws and

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Took me a while just to write those

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Translation cause my life is too sweet

And kill yourself and your clique

And inhospitable,

A criminal grind mean hustle

Like sierra leone.

Be shy when we're all alone