This is a song about "Fears"

Replacin it with happiness and take away all your fears.

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

Critics love it, spit it, huff it, still it's rough, i'll kill fears,

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Looks like i'm standing up and facing my fears again

Cause i was livin out my worst fears

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Sneers fears, end nears, shed sheer tears for past years.

I can taste the salt from my tears

All the work, it made me real.. i have no fears

You know when your transmission go out and can't switch gears

But a frowning smile that has overcame it's fears of its own past mistakes

Just make your way into this beautiful bouquet of razor blades/