This is a song about "Twig"

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Selfish absurd dimwitted unlit nitwit twisted twig stick end fiction

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Crush you like a twig, dash any cunt for a cig, im sick, im fucked up, seen