This is a song about "Winton mare"

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

Let's face it, i can’t replace

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

Candies in my pocket, i see you niggas on easter

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

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

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

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Come at me i dare you to you a mare

Turn around and then you flip your hair