This is a song about "I neen thinking"

I'm thinking i need a friend to drive me home

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Thinking i can't rap nah bitch please

Is it this black mercedes

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

Feeling my emotions thinking i can see them

Thinking about why i haven't pulled

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Thinking your better than what i see,

But she forgot about the golden rule

Thinking i should test it, then thinking i’m a fool

Thinking "how many have i killed?"

Money is most of y'all interest

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I cant tell you anything that i've been thinking