This is a song about "Feelings"

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

With feelings that we're dry

Words cannot describe my feelings

Bring the battering ram where you live

Feelings dissipated, can't believe i procrastinated

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

About tipsy spirits, higher feelings, and tweaking

With some discontent the feelings ferment

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Powerful words that will hurt your feelings

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Why they just want my balls, they dont care bout my feelings

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings