This is a song about "After all this done you will be in denial"

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

When its all said and done, after all

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Live like this and you will be set in life to falter

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

And after you take this "l", you'll just be awful

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

So stop tryna be slim you will never be him acting all

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

After im done with you your bones will be stringy

My education stopped at a high school degree

So i freestyle, haters in denial

Yeah come holla at your uncle