This is a song about "He d for"

He told me he plays pretend for our own sake

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

He made me shudder no more, he forages happiness for my soul

You see now that nigga lonely

Bitch hop on my fucking d

Lets come up to my city

For what he first did to me

It was just another party

He was never there for me

he saved our lives , he rose from death he forages for his sons,

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions