This is a song about "Its the type of shit that they read about like chris said i gotta bleed it out"

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

I told him confused that she didnt seem like the evil type

Shit its out of the question

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

I never told anyone about what they said

And don't perform after him or you might regret

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Time of need, just like the walls around me they start to bleed, and

Whipped that shit out, and ain't no doubt about it

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back