This is a song about "I tried to"

I tried to leave, but honestly i love the pain

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

One where i tried to say i take seven kids from columbine

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

So why do i feel the urge to cry and tell you "look i tried"

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

Tried to run, i gotta cage her

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

I tried hard to dig up the credentials

I don’t be stressed like relaxed muscles

I tried to sell my soul, the devil couldn't afford it

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Then some lady named billie holiday

I tried to make the drama go away,