This is a song about "Bout that"

That life is all bout vegas

That's why i shine like i does

Let's pretend that we're just talkin' 'bout the usual shit,

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Rapping bout things that leave mark

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

Asking bout the sale that my daddy just made

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit