This is a song about "Hiding feelings"

The jiggas and the tips

Dont judge me ...its my feelings

What happened to feelings

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Your balls hiding in their whites

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

So here i am at the store for some chips

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

Ain't whining, just surviving, ain't hiding, just climbing,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

For real niggas who ain't got no feelings

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Really you spent running and hiding

Straight g thing, double m g thing