This is a song about "I m happy you have a new nigga you hurt me"

Nigga you wish you know me

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

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

That nigga will cross you real quick and start acting brand new

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

// [i don't need you (don't hurt me)]

See ya plate full

Tell me you have a cure

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

So i guess me making it makes you a bit queasy nigga take it

I feel like it's you i hurt

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

Made me who i am. a man. claim that i have a new plan.

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

You all look at me like i have not a clue

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you