This is a song about "I love you and i don t care"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Done so many in the past and i don't care because you and me right now you

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

You don;t thin anymore

The shit that i spit is more

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

I'm sure you not about to tell me you ain't cum enough

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

School ain't even start yet, there ain't not freaks here

What's the appeal? to you hurting people i care and love?/

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus