This is a song about "Attention seeking biatch"

Bun b, i’m underground king

48. and come back seeking,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Getting rid or witnesses paying attention

For local and national attention,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

I might've been fixing your blind attention

This dark content for those of dark complexion

Her smile i was seeking, but she was crying a million times,

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Me? i'm never sleeping, only seeking the meaning

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating