This is a song about "Going through shit"

Imagine you in my shoes, going through all of my shit

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

It's only fitting cause i'm looking super fly with you

It's strange looking back on those changes we were going through

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Should of told me more about what you were going through

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

I see that i am going through the wrong section

These crazy ass thoughts going through my brain

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Why we gotta argue

On what we going through

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

This world of ours is going to shit