This is a song about "Insecure love"

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

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

I really tried to show love

That would be enough

Hop off the bus

Baseball is my first love

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

I'm insecure and need approval

You're just the same, vapid and insecure and shitty to hear

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

And now it's clear as this promise

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Half your body laying on my chest

So insecure, no one's perfect