This is a song about "Liking a guy you can t gave"

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

The only cool thing i can say is that i gave you my heart too soon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

And i could see you coming home after work late

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

I'll battle ya, dont worry tho, i can be quite a nice guy

So listen i will not rap any more with a gay caring about ass liking,

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

I can only love you when you’re undressed

How wrong you were and you didn't gave it a rest,

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

I'm usually a cool guy but now you got my temper heated