This is a song about "He is cool he s mad he wants everybody to say who i am"

At the end of the day he just wants to go home

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

He says we have no technique, but who is he to critique

How could he do that to those who he claims to love,

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

He knew he was predator who wants to reap souls for his territory

They vaguely decipher my language

And he gotta fresh twist cause he cool with my bitch

Carl he's cool, everybody thats following me except lucyfur he can't seem to figure

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Amit says he wants to do it, well i guess we gotta do it