This is a song about "Being sad and depressed about love"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

You make me feel sad about everything i ever had

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

And you love being kobe when you make the lay up

I was angry and sad

Bring that shit the fuck back

Became depressed , all day ate and slept/ hygine wasnt a

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Talking about big love

And i can't help but notice

You write about love and you think you above all of

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

To make sure i was sad with static galactic stress every day and i ain't being sarcastic