This is a song about "Could"

My nickname could be trouble.

I got rich from a little struggle

I could tell you your perfect

Woo-hah, got you all in check

How could humanity permit this insanity?

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

You gotta understand i did everything i could

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,

I could see she wasn’t shallow

In the club like fuck it, though