This is a song about "Collecting tears"

I'm on deck i'm up next

For once there is no tears

Your eyes used to brim with tears

After lebron, i'm what's next

But i learnt how to wipe them tears

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

Tears on my necklace, reckless, sexless/

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I will bring all rainbows to chase down your tears

Poor white people seen as trailer trash collecting fed checks,

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I shed so many tears

Sweet, okay makes sense

And start collecting happiness like i took the devils oath.

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes