This is a song about "Yellow lasagna the bell jar logic"

Like that bell the sing before they clock them in a fight,

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I'll even light a joint while i'm waiting for the school bell

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Whos ready for the match that they get cracked like liberty bell

Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker

Rap sheet was as long as a sudanese brother