This is a song about "Liking someone who doesnt like you back"

My niggas doesnt like your type,

And girl you damn right

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

It dont say it doesnt count if you recite it in bars

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Shes the only girl who doesnt give me shit,

Doesnt make since to you what is occurring?

My talent should take me places i've never been

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Someone tell these motherfuckers that hop is back!

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Who takes out people like you

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Don't wait for someone else to blow like you was patients.