This is a song about "In my feelin"

Still feelin loaded, like u haul

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Feelin' all but 'bout to falter, so lonesome my ego's bent

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

That can't take an undertaker, feelin to make me meet my maker

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

One tryin to take note, the next man, feelin my heat like a house in beckham.

Babblin in my journal i finally ain't travelin this fucking circle, no longer feelin hurtful

I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull

I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I'm feelin like a king,

I know the moves i'm making