This is a song about "Twist and turns"

Shit now i'm going to hell maybe i'll bunk with hitler,and we could take turns in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Plot twist he's a novelist psychotic and off of it

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Enter a mist, twist, barrel role and all that shit.

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

Who turns a cold shoulder to him and his ego

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Pleading for him to stop but he turns and smiles

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

And if they diss me, then i'll twist 'em up like soft pretzels,