This is a song about "Strange crystal music money tank gang"

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Maybe one day, i can say, i'm apart of strange music, but i know thats just a lucid

I pry my eyes from that crystal glassed mirror.

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

And i doubt that ever change

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Of a wolf gang gang bang

Both: this the perfect plan

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

But never once in a gang

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal