This is a song about "Falling for a player"

Shaking to falling apart, a gaping galling hole in my heart

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

I can see the sun falling

Im a train about to crash ,iike titanic glass, im falling off these tracks,

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Every playa's got a hater, but y'all should hate the game not the player.

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

A player getting played at his own game

Eight months ago i was falling for her/she was a beautiful girl

Little bitch save yourself the embarrassment and go curl

If you a player in the game, this should hold you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Best believe they gon' see it, darling

Never knew why i was falling