This is a song about "Beef between two rappers"

But that time, in between

Miami nights, it was all a dream

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Some rappers are hot, some cold, it's two different weathers,

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Fever really runnin feel the heat between us two

Well its between you and dad

May just gon' bring hobo back

Reppin clarksburg you got beef,

Got tired of running from the police

You wanna know the difference between me and other underground rappers?

Family needs it to get out of the trailer we lived in for ten years

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

Now i gotta exit after you

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Just curl up between your sheets