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

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

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

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Feeling my emotions thinking i can see them

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

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

That lyrically feeling i can pull you in the right direction

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Covering my head in bad weather

And any chick you can screw i can get wetter

The time is now, on everything

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

In my herb shuttle with a white bitch feeling lustful

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble