This is a song about "Tacos and cheeseburgers"

I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping

And i'm dizzy and spinning

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Have no souls indeed

And kill yourself and your clique

But if i'm wrong

And once i'm dead and gone

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Grab the scissors and saws and

This is love, nothing else close

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,