This is a song about "Tim hortons and starbucks"

I don't know defeat

And kill yourself and your clique

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

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Big homie hov said i am close

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

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

Living young and wild and free

We might be back in this baby

I can always go home and look down my street

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important