This is a song about "But one weeks pasted"

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Before my time pasted on

About the way i'm feeling

But i only learned one thing.

My eyes were doomed, my heart was broken for several weeks

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

I haven't recorded in two weeks,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Freaks mangled, steel shackles in confinement for weeks

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

I drink for weeks at a time

I'll be dead in a few weeks

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Spent weeks wondering why my brains getting scanned