This is a song about "Giving up on you"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Ain't here to school,just giving you tips

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Taking you down and giving yall the boot

Giving you epiphanies make that head blow

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

But i ain't giving up. i'll put up a fight.

My time with their half-witted reviews

Giving you the fucking news

On the couch, wasted giving no fucks

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

Giving you up to seven minutes to contact your peers,

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears