This is a song about "Girls that have fucked me over"

Me on the streets to pimp me/ how fucked up is that to imprint

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

But shit changed when they fucked her up over a purse,

Don't have much strength left inside of me but i'm anti me; fucked up jesus

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Screams within detain me, it seems that things have drained me.

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

They slowly showin they colors