This is a song about "Tex and cheyenne"

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Living young and wild and free

Grab the scissors and saws and

She can only live for the moment

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

And this will be the song that we sing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And kill yourself and your clique

I’m way harder than the concrete

I'm modest, and humble

And inhospitable,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs