This is a song about "Loneliness and being insecure"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

I see the pain and loneliness

Nothing but the cover-up, insecure inequalities

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

And i got that bait, they all bad

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Of being rich and powerful

And not to be a freak girl, you deserve oral

And i'm being motherfucking abnormal.

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

But in my loneliness i talk to me;

So insecure, no one's perfect

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check