This is a song about "Feelings and promuses"

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Out of this coviction of feelings

Of rapppin and showing her own feelings to the world

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

And i know it's hard to keep them feelings suppressed

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

My feelings are peeling and i'm kneeling so i don't begin unfeeling.

Indicate/ the wrath and my will, when you're trapped in an ill/ stagnant of feelings

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

Back then i had no feelings, i hated love,*bitches* and romance.

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

Cause lurking deep inside, subdivided and on the side are my true feelings stored away,