This is a song about "Tutu and bows"

Haters beware, i can see clear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And inhospitable,

Got to the end of the tunnel

I call it speaking tongues

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

This is oh so much like getting votes

And nasty remains and bones

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

And i'm dizzy and spinning

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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