This is a song about "Current"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

Dont search for fame, thats my current thinkin man/

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

When i scroll through the current battles going on

Light years away from its current place in time

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Specific to the geo where the current twisted, forever they drifted, never to be lifted,

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Against a strong current im swimming, wishing it was here but in pain im wincing.