This is a song about "But i was still starin at those titties thogh"

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck

You feel it from your head to your toes

Signin titties at the rock shows

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Man i took it in stride, but was getting decent at it,

Damn was i #wrong but i still did it more then once/,

He bought me a hoodie, a couple albums

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Turn on rhapsody starin at my dad's vintage cleats

People are starin at this scene up front

If you ever feel alone and

But those shallow bitches still make me furious,

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces