This is a song about "Viola and deja vu"

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Don't want to be the king

And put it together

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Kinda feels like déjà vu

Vsu don't regret you

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

Deja vu might be a product of an objective creator

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

The revolution will proceed

And stop playing hide and seek,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important