This is a song about "Falling in love with your friend with benefits who now has a girlfriend and won t talk to you anymore"

Ahh found a few condoms in your laundry and you told me you kept it for a friend

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

To make karma come faster than she normally will

When i'm done with you, you will notice who has the skill

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

With no food in your tummy and nobody to lend you a loan

But who needs a heart anymore when you can rest in shore that it'll only be broken

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

In the caravan with some latin bitches

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

You a family man, in a hatchback, with love at mind

When you feel so dope it ain't even cool for you to get excited with a verse anymore

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door