This is a song about "Marks gey"

It regret , social situations still find it hard to connect , we dont choose the cards

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

I'm here to make intangible marks like signatures in invisible ink.

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.