This is a song about "Girl u got me stressed out"

Always on my mind, girl you’ve got me so consumed

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Girl like u mess with boy who earn...

I killed my manager with an iron

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

So now i got yo girl calling me daddy

But i'm always fucking stressed out, i just can't

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

Callin me out? dood u ain't got my number ur not on my level

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Stressed out and hurtin, getting more paranoid