This is a song about "Cleaning a room"

I'm a pure man of steel, no room for weakness/

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Then the walls come up and she's alone in a crowed room

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

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

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

Go into their room hella silent like a phantom

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Cause you're the worst best girlfriend i ever had

I sit in my room with a pen and a notepad