This is a song about "Im fucktup because i think im going to be dumped"

I walk my way to the top like im going up stairs

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I dont wanna believe but im starting to think,

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

Im about to tell you what i think and how i feel

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Sometimes i think im going too fast that ima end up in a collision,

Im going to be the one standing with the crown

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

I think im going insane beginning to come a domain i just cant maintain

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Im going for the plate , because im trynna get this cake

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Ask me if i think you're cool, my head be going left to right