This is a song about "Falling in reverse"

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Understand how shit can turn, find you're living in reverse

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

But he was to busy falling

Nobody to catch me im free falling

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

When your shits going from bad to worse turn around and reverse

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Peddling pests to see the melody's which i've yet to bring, i'm trying to get a sting,

I lost the nails to my closet so imma put the nail in the coffin 'fore everything starts falling,

Falling into te see

I was wondering maybe

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

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

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

I can't wait to be carried out in hearse or the reverse so please observe