This is a song about "About love and getting hurt"

You write about love and you think you above all of

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

Leave me to bite the air and feel the hurt

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

I hurt people worse and worse

They slowly showin they colors

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Its not about getting connections,

Let all of the pain and hurt

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I spent my whole life getting hurt and abused

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

Alright man stop rappin about getting bitches

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!