This is a song about "Fuck feelin"

Tell them niggas we coming

I'm feelin like a king,

My soul is feelin full,

You can end this verse premature

Now, lyrical grade a plus for the fuck of it/ bring me your a game cuz man i'm feelin' talkative/

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

Still feelin loaded, like u haul

Bitch, i was born to ball

The wrong drink, the right work

Im not gone keep feelin hurt

On the phone, fuck im feelin dizzy, rippin out the cord

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short