This is a song about "Hypocritical lovers"

But i see other people every day with their lovers

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

Y'all need to know, you cynical hypocritical critics,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge

Material, hypocritical dissenter

One man’s pain is another man’s pleasure