This is a song about "Tyler and kyla"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

First verse got me feeling like tyler the creator's relapse reaction

And stop playing hide and seek,

This is the concrete

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

And get it again and again