This is a song about "Having feelings for a fuckboy"

Pooping - having a blast,

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Having a kid is fine with me

You see now that nigga lonely

Dont give a fuck like what we need feelings for,

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

I fight these feelings with a lighter

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Without having to worry about a hubby

Chillin on a hill like two villians switchin feelings

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix