This is a song about "Truffle and booger"

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Grab the scissors and saws and

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Where you welcome to problems

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I walked up and asked what's wrong

And once i'm dead and gone

Bitch i'm all you need

And kill yourself and your clique

And a fridge and some broccoli

I reel them in, goadomes on see