This is a song about "Insecure girl"

And he, what's his name, earl

Fuck up your shit and bang your girl

Make you insecure,get your conscience cheating

Now this is what i call an evening

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Shit is crooked on the surface, insecure they're looking at ya,

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Nothing but the cover-up, insecure inequalities

Your so insecure cause you don't even know who you are

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets/

Bought them their wings, cause all i see, is just the mistakes that the insecure world breeds