This is a song about "Sine and cosine"

And their mothers and fathers

To war with the coppers

She got me caught up in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

And a fridge and some broccoli

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Indubitably i'm too street

And stop playing hide and seek,

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

And remember what i said and

And once i'm dead and gone

My way like a usher song

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,