This is a song about "Your bae"

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

Your family, your friends,

To increase my ends

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

And when it come to the cash

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice