This is a song about "Anything just use the words lupe runaway holiday under pressure and yeezus"

Shout out bobby on hundreds

I just don't have the words

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Just wanting to runaway, and to at least win that race

With eyes that i use to see under the darkest night

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

And i'd never use the words, they're degrading and scary,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

And the pressure on us teens becomes immense

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

They couldn't find or muster the right words to use

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

To big to thin we crack under the pressure

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Use swear words like i am the devil.

So pretentious with no potential