This is a song about "Confused women"

I don't need fallen women

And it weighs a ton

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

I dont love you im just confused

I must go like fly route

Then you're fucking confused,

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Confused by all these grids.

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Ross and folarin, couple women

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Is she happy is she angry or confused

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Looking at these women

They had a hell of a run