This is a song about "Fed up with fake friends fed up bout getting hurt i want this boy back in my life but he hates me even though i love him and i just want people to stop faking friendships with me and want real friends"

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

I want girl who still love me in ruin

Girl stop being fallacious, this mercedes is spacious

I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous

I want in my life i can't run

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

I looked to the skies with my eyes for answers realizing i was fed lies my whole life

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I just want you people to hear me out for once if you please

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

I dont even know you, and i am fed

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

I do not want to get involved with drugdealers and players

My education stopped at a high school degree

But i don't want her to be with me just out of pity