This is a song about "Marks gey"

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

I never ever can see no when i be in her slot

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

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

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

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

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

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

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

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