This is a song about "How you are the worst"

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

You bout to get the worst of me after i turn up,

How are you gonna diss me, you literally have zero props

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

But, i plead you can see things are not how you perceive

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

I even knew i was just the very worst you had

Everything i wanted never seem so close

It doesn’t matter how loved you are, the rows at your shows,

There are people in the worst, those who don't give a damn

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

And for me it's reversed

Always hopin' for the worst

It hurts to say the worst today are earnin' such a girthy pay

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day