This is a song about "Fear to love"

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

A queer,a seer, whoever it is, prepare to have fear,

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Talking to myself cause i fear i'm morphing to a new me

And that fear drove me to lose her

You know...you know who you are

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Rather than here to express your fear or impress your peers

Then i said i had enough

I really tried to show love

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

I fucked my fear and finally said her with my plale face that "i love you".

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Cause this nigga done got jealous

I want a girl to love