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

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

These fendi treasures feeling better than a million sweaters in alaska

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

In my herb shuttle with a white bitch feeling lustful

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

Influenced by the feeling you instill in me

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

And that's the feeling i'm trying to describe in this song/

It’s the feeling that keeps us standing in the hallways flowing and

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips