This is a song about "Him not wanting a relationship as more than friends but i do"

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection

Starvin artist i still got more bread than him

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

But i keep fucking maids, wanting more babes

He's known as amit, i call him mr. do or die

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

And i stand as a motive for my friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

And i stand as a motive for my friends

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

But when i discuss a relationship your mad that we go back to this

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

He cries over a sliver, ill hurt him more than a sliver