This is a song about "Existential crisis"

She can make a pimp fall in love

From this identity crisis.......

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Existential thoughts depending from the curls/

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Paint a thousand pictures with a photograph/ that's existential/

From this identity crisis.......

You why she buy devices

She need now, she ain't never needed love

In a rise from my crisis

I might just, spread like virus, the lyrics will cause a crisis,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love