This is a song about "Him leaving me"

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

So fuck with him well, you're fucking with me

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

In fact, what i did made me no better than him.

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

I would go rampage jackson on him, he went on me

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

It's either him or me, bitch you better fuckin choose

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Best start begin living dreams before it starts leaving me

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick