This is a song about "Tops and wraps"

And boppers hopping on the tops of cops 'cause i say so

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

And he aint even cum, she just started licking tops

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

You couldn't live your life for the moment

And remember what i said and

Wraps it around his neck, and says goodbye

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Grab the scissors and saws and

She can only live for the moment

While yall walk down the street with yall halter tops

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs