This is a song about "Don t know anymore"

Break it down one time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

I ain't going anymore

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

I'm not even pissed anymore