This is a song about "Fear of being abandoned by the ones you hold dear"

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

They wanna hold us back but we being in the scene

Because the story you're gonna hear i hold very dear

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

You left us, the ones you love and the ones with spite/

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

// [we're the ones who made you]

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Did i forget to mention to you being alone's my biggest fear

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

My dreams of being something were put on hold.

Cause you are the result of being inbred, its called incest,

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend