This is a song about "Being in my feelings"

Forseen, i guess being down for so long i'm all in store ta see my

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

Haters cant stop me my feelings are steel,

I'm living in the past looking to the future my own mentality reasons being

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I hold.them.all.in concealing in me these feelings in me.

I seem distant, cause in my mind youre being blistered

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Dopeness became my achilles' heel being simply ill cause my skill in these lyrics has to grow

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate