This is a song about "Fuck the stress"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Rap life causing stress and adding to the pressure

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

I need to cope with the stress, praying i hope for the best,

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

The children will deal bullying and deal with the stress,

Crush the notes and fight the stress away

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

The stress i relieve is the stress i retrieve

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

The bills kept raising the stress, i remember waking from bed

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Probably ain't hood, we got stress in the ghetto,