This is a song about "Suburban"

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Those same people, the rich playin’ suburban white suburbanites,

Just sit back in suburban chrome when words are thrown,

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

Covered suburban kids, man they're just rich white kids

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

First i have potential, now i got them answers

Little middle class suburban kid, your rapping's worse,

I decrescendo cause i'm from the suburban thresholds,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close