This is a song about "Being fed up"

A lost legacy, treadin heavily, fed up

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I've had enough, now i'm so fed up

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

But y'all wonder why there's very little peace, we're fed up,

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

I'm going up the snow without being zipped by a jacket

But now our hate is raw, raging wars, no peace, we’re fed up,

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Im fed up with lives problems case of the cold shoulders/

And i ended up being the bad guy,

Where did my time go? i let it fly

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Bullets is what you was fed