This is a song about "What kind of name is arochi"

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

Some suggestions of the subtextual kind

Miami nights, ain't another one

Malcolm is the kind of person

Speaking queens i kind of what my own so when retreating

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

No more amore, i refuse to force you

Hi! my name is... (what?) my name is... (who?)

Sometimes i wonder what kind of person i'd be/

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

My mind, is one of a kind, jeffreys was horrible,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Hell, i forget what it's name is

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice