This is a song about "In the but"

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

But it fits better in the ground.

I'm the monster in the closet but i'm gay so i'm out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Is it this black mercedes

But in the meantime it's lights please

But with only the pain in my head

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

But in the end, you left me in the fryer/

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

No one wants to put the work in to compete but,

But in the midst of this insanity

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

She told me erything is real

But that ain't the truth in here