This is a song about "First dates"

I remember when we first met,

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

It's such a lonely world

But most of all mines broken first

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Makes masterpieces since the first draft

I'm a first class writer,

Run for cover and return fire

I been all around the world

I’ll go easy at first

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

It all dates back when all i did was sat around on my ass

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I got em goin head first

Nigga, fuck the world