This is a song about "How i feel"

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how i feel

I speak from experience, i know how you feel

I see the same hodon't get mad, i'm only bein real

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Im about to tell you what i think and how i feel

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold