“The girl that the boy cherishes workin' late night at the Pyramid, and it ain't right
Ain't something I can make right
fukking up another date night
fukking up another great night
Message read like a brake light
Words sharp like a steak knife
Fishing for some answers in that ocean with a fukking great white
We in the club with your gay friends
Always put you on a straight flight
You YSL like buy me some
I'm YSL like a snake bite
I swear to God, you think I'm Shakespeare
That's why you always wanna play, right?
This ain't something I can make right”