This is a song about "How much i want bib dead"

I don't know how i can do it, just know i've said too much

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

I don't even know how much i had been laid, i forgot.

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

As a kid, i can tell you how much i felt disrespect,

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

And then i fucking realized that no matter how much i aspire

And then everybody wanna sip, til the juice spill everybody want a bib

Plz tell me ill get over this soon, ive even marked the people i wanted

I don’t know how much of my swag’s remain

I was so sincere like nas first name

But how can i give this closure when i love you so much?

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Fuck it, you don't even know how much i cried

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side