This is a song about "Feeling wounded from all of your scars"

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Covered in blood from top to waist raped missing all of your face/

Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year

Do you always run away from all of your problems dear?

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

But somehow it made them listen

From hell your out of prison

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

I see the scars of unhappiness

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

And all these knight with dashing scars

I'll be your savior from all the wars/

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours