This is a song about "Boys and mixed signals"

Against them boys pushin and shovin you around

And put another half a mil in my bank account

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

With words so mixed and twisted

And talk some more shit

We gotta get back to what really matters

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

Envy is just love, hate, and fear mixed that why they so mean.

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme