This is a song about "Guys hurting girls"

Why didn't i kill those fucking guys..

What we gotta do to survive

Begin learning stop yearning take what you want stop hurting

Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting

Knowing deep down shes hurting,

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Belonging to the girls who chose to beware guys

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

But after a drink its her pussy he was hurting,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

As your family dies, and my family rise

Belonging to the girls who chose to beware guys

Back is hurting from the open wound

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

My immaturity that was hurting me inadvertently

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky