This is a song about "I thought you were a fucking realist"

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

My brain is playing games, i thought "anonymoose" and "failure" were synonymous,

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Bitch i'm fucking pissed cuz you thought we were really friends

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I thought you were family

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

Of the people that you thought were right from the start,

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Thought you were above a quick bust you fucking scum"

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You thought you were going all out but i'll send your ass back in like a curfew

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

That crap you write is suckin man, i thought you were the best you said?

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head