This is a song about "Day ones"

I'm on the run, keep running

The ones that just wanted something

The ones that have the big tits

The youngest of my mother kids

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

She will never get by, no how no way

Gangstas dying from day to day

Let's face it / until that day come i don't need no ones advice

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Sphinx to all the nosey ones

Here i go again, falling in love

Straight bad bitches i run, through

// [we're the ones who made you]

// [we're the ones who made you]

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new