This is a song about "Husband cheating"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Make you insecure,get your conscience cheating

Like an abusive husband,bitch get back in the kitchen and make me some muffins

And out of them same projects where lots of kids get shot up for gang violence

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

But one day, she with her husband and child went to a crowded place

Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing