This is a song about "Being stabbed"

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

First one was stabbed, second one was strangled,

I start to think it's all planned

When ya first stabbed me in da past,

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

That crap i spat stabbed you right in the back.

How much i stabbed and press.

Spending her time with him i guess

I can feel your heart beating fast

Met my match/ chest is stabbed

After that moscato hit

Fuck being counterfeit

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

I stabbed the world in the back and formed a style thats abstract

But becarful, or you might be stabbed in the back!

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad