This is a song about "Context organization notes friendliness impression dedication empathy newness conviction enthusiasm"

The enemies they faced, restlessly, and they couldn't show no empathy/

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Saying i felt empathy, when exactly

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

This declaration, a representation of my dedication/

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

I hope you are taking notes

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

Disrupting your whole organization of rap actors ruining

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

My enthusiasm is so hard to imagine, it make's orgasms/

I may have no empathy, helpfully my enemies

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

A weapon of aggression to leave an impression,