This is a song about "Losing sight smell hearing taste"

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

And this is only a taste

And if i want to go outside

I need you outta sight,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Constitution, they hurt after losing

Wont believe what u hearing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Life sentence, court order, hearing the journeys thoughts

With my end goal in sight

Look, now roll my j tight

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Restricting them of there sight/

My direction good, well-rounded type