This is a song about "Feelings"

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

With some discontent the feelings ferment

About tipsy spirits, higher feelings, and tweaking

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Insidious feelings of dread

Words cannot describe my feelings

Had i not been exposed to these things

Feelings dissipated, can't believe i procrastinated

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Bring the battering ram where you live

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

When you spill out hits

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I'm so deeply sorry for hurting your feelings,