This is a song about "I take one last look at you then take a bullet for you girl"

But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say

Because i prone to take them on as conquests, take a look at my contexts, they

I go outside and take a look,

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Take a closer look at me, maybe you'll see

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I can taste the salt from my tears

I'm gonna kill you, take ya last breath!

I take a look at myself then take a look at her clothes

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Then i take a grape to slap ya face with, if you were a girl they'd call this rape

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

I saw you for the last time, eyes gazing at mine

I take a look at the floor, and then i hear the door

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore