This is a song about "4 year relationship broke"

Going to east nexy year

Unable to think clear

Aint about that committed relationship, no ring

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

It didn't have to be relationship murder

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Triangular relationship the case was congruence

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

When a 4 by 4 comes crashing into your skull and furthermore

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Kinship, relationship, friendship, no discriminating race shit

Yellow diamonds in my ear

I been sober a fuckin' year