This is a song about "Being less bind"

And completely response less

I'm hoping i confess

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

And bind lines to make them sweet and grind ground like they were cleats

And i confess that i'd stress out less,

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

Express stress expect less

Yes sir, please confess

And i'm a just take another guess

Commit crimes when vexed they're meaningful less,

And i'mma keep ya fresh

So think they should rap less

I couldnt give a fuck less

Baby i’mma mess, mess