This is a song about "Button ups"

My tracks stuck on replay, your button got dust on it

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Of the tears at the push of a button

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

Constantly mashing the 'generate verse' button to try and find something right

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness/

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

Push the power button, let those little diodes glow