This is a song about "A guy turning"

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

A shelter he can call home when there's no turning back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

No not really, im not a tough guy,

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

She thinks this guy isn't a something

I'll meet you in the sky

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

That poor guy cant even take a hit

I had to fight back and shit