This is a song about "Angry women and dirty feet"

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Non dependent, was way too old, was angry and hateful, oh,

Listen i got mad love for the game and the women

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Head to toe, face and feet,

I don't know defeat

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

And i'm from the dirty south,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Maybe angry after lexiee went and smoked you, whatever

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

We going weed, women and some alcohol

And i hate myself for being angry at someone so tormented,

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

I ain't asking for equality among men and women