This is a song about "Feeling love"

We left em a world that's cursed

Scared, alone, feeling spurned

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

I ain't interested in fame

I been feeling so much pain

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Nobody ain't own us yet

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Feeling useless as to a fruit

Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Bitch i love recording and feeling important

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt