This is a song about "A pyschopath"

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Influences are a dime a dozen

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

A boy taken for a goon

I need a little room

What a bummer, what a drag

I don't want it on my back

Just a warning not a threat

Cutting me this worthless check

With a ba and a masters

And what about the rappers

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Its a challenge breaking a habit

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit