This is a song about "A mean boyfriend"

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

Didn't have a good life, cus' her parents were mean

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

..whats a pawn to a king..u know what mean?,

But still throw a mean punch, yo "pistol pistol",

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

When she brings home a new boyfriend her brother will be asking so many questions,

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)