This is a song about "I fell in love you but you cant see ti"

You cant even see it

The dead society of a poet

You cant see them,i secretly invade the novels,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

I know i love you, maybe even more, we'll see.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

But, see if i like you

Im sorry but i cant come back to you.

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

I don’t care where ya are

Cant you see it wont get better

You know the type of bitches that fell in love with that glass dick

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic