This is a song about "Some spoons"

But you accidently took some

Magic city tipping them

Listen to every word that i slur

Some collared, some collared in ziplocks, so holler,

Pop me some swans for some patrician feels

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Flowing sweeter than some motherfucking molasses,

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Gon put yo ass threw some pt while you bump some c/

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Some lyrical bullets,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Some tumble and some fall but that's outcome of it all x4

I can do it all and it ain't no problem

Forgotten by many, cheered by some,