This is a song about "Caring about your looks"

About your condition,

You're uncool like my mother kin

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Started caring about my self than my rapping career

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

I hear your parents took you to a dog show, looks like you won.

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

I know that they say sharing is caring

Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

About how your life is passing.

Play this shit while you contemplate

I don't care about your grade,

Always strap so i was alright

Your ass looks plumb and ripe,