This is a song about "Being the nest"

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Nigga you never left your mamas nest

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

I'm love stoned and i could swear

Just the fact of being there

Coming out of my shell, like a bird in a nest.

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Until you harness the skill of getting out of harm's nest

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

At the thought of being popular

Thing you've ever heard when you got out of your nest,

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

And expose the exposed, getting the file enclosed while i'm being