This is a song about "I hate being single need a girlfriend"

In a single cell as i single out bustin another trillion, what's left to be written,

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Before he had a girlfriend what the fuck

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Or was i just a desolate being

Hate being in this position

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

And i hate myself for being angry at someone so tormented,

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

I dont need to rhyme to this beat to say i hate you all the fucking time