This is a song about "I thought everything was good but then the anxiety hit me i got them feels in my head"

But unlucky me, all the homos still thought that i was queer,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

I thought that all the green gold had finally gone to my head,

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

Hit them when i get gems with the venom in my rhythm

Best believe they gon' see it, darling

I thought my heart was stopping

I may have lost my mind, my head feels kind of lite.

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

But after we got closer i thought i was deserving of a better look

As they pass on niggas see they passed up on good to help themselves to what they could.

Black then i tried to make my exit, i think everything you said was a lie,

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die