This is a song about "Lovers lament"

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

But i see other people every day with their lovers

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage