This is a song about "Covering my feeling in lonelyness"

These fendi treasures feeling better than a million sweaters in alaska

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

The feeling of puttin' words together in a string

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Basically these basic bitches crop shirts til they're not covering

But i'm feeling conscious in the process of enlightenment,

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

By covering this tube in lube so it fits!

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

That my rhymes are making them feeling impressed