This is a song about "Duchess of feels"

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I losin control of this pen, feels like shadys soul is possessing them

It feels random all is undefined

Got an independent business mind

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

This way he has control of things he feels inside, his mother said how long have

Baby girl, tell me how my nature feels

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Kinda feels like déjà vu

Picture me lettin this chump survive

It all simply feels like lies