This is a song about "Sydney perry"

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Im on that happy juice, i'm master proof

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

My bars are magical like jesus turnin water to wine

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Your on fire.. your on fire

An be puffin on that sour so you really mean it

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues