This is a song about "Tim and lydia"

But i let off everything i have

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

And a fridge and some broccoli

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

And inhospitable,

As i light one for ill will

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

To make karma come faster than she normally will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,