This is a song about "Sters and alchol"

Grab the scissors and saws and

This is something different

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

And stop playing hide and seek,

If he does my soul to keep

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

We love for a while then a light goes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Living young and wild and free

Hit it til your make up missing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,