This is a song about "My chemical romance"

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Back then i had no feelings, i hated love,*bitches* and romance.

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

We're two different types of romance,

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Chemical weapons in syria, i fuckin' hate them too,

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Here to give you, a medical bill, plan to spit chemical spill

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Irreverent i'm supernatural a new chemical element,

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration