This is a song about "German perfect tense"

A coward dies a thousand deaths

The man he was, awed at his past tense/

Keep moving they staying in past tense

Roll up niggas be like sex

Shittin' on bitches like my fetishes are german,

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

Is growin' tense, see the world through tints and black lenses,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

And we may not be perfect

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Neck drenched in sweat, he represents the present tense/

I got 10 million dollars, written in the wrong tense

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

You're already done, i'm writing this in past tense

Dominating of the eastside shall commence