This is a song about "Loving someone but afraid to tell them"

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

But to them i keep them guessing

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

I think to myself but someone else answers instead.

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I tell them to imagine mos def meets woody allen

Bumping me against the world, hello world, kendrick here

But i tell them nah, because i like this demonic feel.

So i can smoke again, my parents tell me it's a sin, but i just ignore them

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

But life is so terrific, tell them pinch me if i'm dreaming

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

And trying to start today with arguments

But i'm afraid to kill them with my stunts

I always tell them i am not talented, but truly blessed.

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend