This is a song about "Bad date"

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

So mark the date, set the bait and wait.

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

I’m so foulx-rayin' every girl blouseforgive me, i’m back calm now

Maybe someday i'll date again and find another you somehow.

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Cause when i see two fags on a date

Or possibly date her, maybe even masturbate her

Black vultures, rats roaches, sleep now, the laughs over

I don't wanna damage you

Heard about your date, it didn't go through.