This is a song about "Winton mare"

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I'm a dream-weaver, your night's mare n' the ringleader

Come at me i dare you to you a mare

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

My mansion's diamond in mayfair, cosigning with reigned hairs of slain mare,

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

Check it, mare with a method! i stay lifted like derp legend! ha-ha! they

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

There scars girl, don't let him mare your face

Lookin' for these better days