This is a song about "Sydney perry"

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Wit a fuck you tattoo no food and a face so pale

Got to get some brandy

Hopin' that my niggas see

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Got to get some brandy

Than the muse of a family

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I'm suppose to be scared cuz you're profile pic's as pale as a ghost?

Mixed with diluted cider brewed with, tools from al-qaeda units

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

So sick i'm looking pale, wait that's my pigment

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

You lied down sore and booed i am up pale and blue i ain't got no wings but still i forever flue