This is a song about "Your dum"

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Stop your hesitation,

It ain't where i been

I wish i’ll never see you again

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

Now move back over here to the right

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Until your tits fall off into your lap

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

All we need is convienient love