This is a song about "Thoughs and vistions"

And once i'm dead and gone

My sim card's the bomb

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Please put that in your notes

And nasty remains and bones

Grab the scissors and saws and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

And remember what i said and

She got me caught up in the moment

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate