This is a song about "Solids liquids and gasses"

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

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

A criminal grind mean hustle

And inhospitable,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

My drive is like no one

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

Regardless to all them, i appease her

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

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

#refillable liquids give birth, rap legends in existence, thoughts reap penalties