This is a song about "Annoying times when you deal with same person bothering you"

Maybe i'll teach you something about how we deal with strife.

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

Cut beats, i'm a fucking word surgeon

If i ever seen you in person

You niggas so annoying why you gotta try and hound

But i apologize for not walking you around

You fucked up boy, you broke the deal

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

And the deal is done when you see my blade or feel its touch

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

And you know its real when you see an imperfect person perfectly

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

You put up a front to deal with us, it’s so fake it hurts,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

You better get with the times

There is a light that shines