This is a song about "Domestic violent"

Flying but the violent vomit spitting scorches all the tongs

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Quietly violent drive irises

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

But they don't understand, they're the reason i'm acting so violent

I'm that nigga that leave violence prone like signs of domestic violence is on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Vaporize jets mid-air during firefights, my minds eye making lightning violent,

But if i flash to much/ i look to dangerous/ my mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/

Heart squares tendencies to circle me when i get violent

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

But just the other day you were acting violent