This is a song about "Being ok after a break up"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Blow up and being in a position

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

Probably get a boom headshot, or walk up and break your jaw

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Stopping me from being fluent , end up dead like a nuisance

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

So after this battle i’m light him up like a christmas tree,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Or i'll come break ya back dressed up in a jason mask,

Ok, i get it, i really gotta step up my game

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain