This is a song about "I m an idiot"

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

You idiot looking over like who me,say what i want go ahead sue me,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

And that i spent the night with her

I"m the designated driver

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained