This is a song about "Anger love confusion transit"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

There's anger in the calm. there's anger in the calm.

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Im trying to work on my anger/

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Just a doppelganger, anchored by anger

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Absolute confusion

I pop one, you pop one

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I'm in condition of confusion where's life's stopped in future,