This is a song about "Me being sad"

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I gotta tell you it just aint easy being me,

It wasn’t hard to comprehend, it just made me sad

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

But i'm not mad at you, i'm mad at me cause sometimes i make you sad

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Just for me being weird in the past/

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

And all women who had light features, see

I wanna invite carl cuz hes my dad, he always has me feelin the opposite of sad,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick