This is a song about "Fuck feelings"

Feelings dissipated, can't believe i procrastinated

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Thought we had the feelings

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

You in your feelings get a tissue

I havent ever had these feelings before this

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Cause we been off them slave ships

Its raw feelings and emotions

For real niggas who ain't got no feelings

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Why they just want my balls, they dont care bout my feelings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.