This is a song about "Duchess of feels"

It feels like a big race,

Baby, you got that super bass

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Pop me some swans for some patrician feels

Magic city a lil bit of change

It feels like december 8th

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

I may have lost my mind, my head feels kind of lite.

Cause when i make this stew

Kinda feels like déjà vu

Feels like my hearts been ripped out of my chest and flushed down the

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

But still feels hated and deflated

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit