This is a song about "The joker and harly quin"

Just the scissors and the razor blades and many of the bodies,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

Got a bitch sayin' she blew me twice, play poker no joker, i roll the dice/

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I slur out what comes about with flamboyancy. i sit and lmao like a joker enjoyably.

The goal is the globe and... the versace robe and

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

I'm the dealer your the joker/

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her