This is a song about "Will and luke"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

We will cook you up and eat,

Money i make em buck

And you will always feel so snug

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

And the people will forget you

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

But the music will stop and all the lyrics will be said

I will grow, and render, make myself strong,

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

And i will not be ignored

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord