This is a song about "I gave you bass you gave me sweet talk saying i m you know the word"

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

That same dude you gave nothing, i made something doing

Throw a grenade at ya, can you catch?

Cause the wound i gave you shows you've met your match/

You said, who gave hobbs the right to kill?

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars

You gave me hell whether or not i asked for it

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

All that time spent and you just left, i never gave my consent

As if you gave a fuck what i did or said

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check