This is a song about "Feeling"

Not feeling yall but im feeling ya moms

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Got me happy and calm i'm feeling...

Tell them niggas they sleeping

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Feeling tired, feeling colder

Balling, but it’s not a game

Feeling kinda insane

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

And please never disrespect my set

The ones always feeling fuckin crummy

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping