This is a song about "Cushion"

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

But no worry's her tears will soon dry out, face to cushion, lights out,

My ass sitting, awful on metal without no cushion,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

A little pillow he grips, just to cushion his landing