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

Pop a few xanies in lieu of you/the high gave me a brand new view.

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

I'll be dealin the blow that gave you the first high/

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

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

And i won't forget rappad the one that gave me a grandstand

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

You gave me confidence, about my appearance especially my weight

If our love was cocaine you gave me kilos i gave you zero point eight grams

Call it mgkmind gone, don’t fuck with mecountin’ dorms in the middle east38, silence of the lambs