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"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Mentally i'm just a psycho lyricist with the benefits/

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Saw you go out with my best friend and i kept it all a secret

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

My friend got a girlfriend to which he told his secrets,

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

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

No more splurging on fitteds at goliath

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

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent