This is a song about "I can t explain this feeling"

Because only death can stop this cruel feeling of defeat.

If i ever bleed dmv you can hear it when i speak

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

How fitting we at stadium

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

I cannot explain, i cannot.

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Wrote this shit when i was feeling a little goofy,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Everytime you smile, i cant explain the feeling inside.

This grit is what im feeling but i aint got a light

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night