This is a song about "Love confession"

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Yet the things that i love

All because i can't feel love

That would be enough

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

Depression, confession, ascension we share with each other

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

Or confession shredded skin thats what

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Hop off the bus

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Baby if you want my love

Ships that sail to distant places

Love rapping love sneakers above those

So while you worry about the hoes