This is a song about "Makeing out"

Baby heading down a cloud

When there's just no way out

But the truth always comes out

Never lookin for a handout

I must go like fly route

Stressed out, ya you know im stressed out

Spewing out automatics

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

And tell me why would we just think about

You talkin bout you breakin out

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

This goes out to smokers with a roach who get doped out

If only we could go out

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

Get yours; you know what this about

I'm going, ain't no cop out.