This is a song about "Feelings bad end night"

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Feelings and emotions all unset

Insidious feelings of dread

I don't want you to have my permit yet

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

Smoke another bowl, forget it by the end of the night.

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

I don't give a fuck about feelings,

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Thought we had the feelings

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

Just remember the feelings we shared

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Out of this coviction of feelings