This is a song about "Being mis judged and being true to your self"

Being in 2 places and to pull myself together quick!

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

And closest thing you get to god is being dead and gone

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Eyes and pupils dot the i's so crucial true to being frugal loose as loopholes

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Of being knocked out, and soon a nurse is checking your pulse,

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

And i'm being motherfucking abnormal.

For the one night stand

And my minds being matched