This is a song about "Horton hears a who"

Its a metaphor for, who gives a fuck.

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Hears the door slam, now they're all alone

Fuck a girl who doesn't want to appreciate

On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake

Agony like a cavity who, wrathfully loops,

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Yea hears to the fucked up teens

Who knew a pen could be so dangerous,

Sometimes i feel so worthless

This is a battle n who wins is who dares

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Untill he hears a pop and gets shot.

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block