This is a song about "I cant stop thinkin of you"

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

As you can see, i don't stop, never do i stop

That i was thinkin' about writin' about, but my stream of thoughts crowded around

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

I cant think of the next line...

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Baby i been thinkin bout you

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Han solo, once i start i cant stop, until the blood drops,

Me n my team you just cant stop us,

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

I cant stop im like a ship without an anchor

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her