This is a song about "Fake feelings heartbroken no life accuse"

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

She need up in her life

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

No one can compare to the feelings and the love we share

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Back then i had no feelings, i hated love,*bitches* and romance.

Or watch me advance as a lyrical fanatic, my miracle lines automatic, its

Then y'all should get this too he's no please-ing it's a fact/he's a criminal of feelings

You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Life playin' with my feelings, throwin' me in the thrash

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

They got no life so there just want to mess your life

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."