This is a song about "Me having sex with my crush"

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

From dawn to dusk thinking about my crush

At least that's what they think, don't blink or ya might miss the reason you exist

It's a sin for me to win cause i could crush you with a fist made outta fuckin mist

Go play with your sex toy

Best believe this is the boy

Convertibles with turbo jets

Me and your mum had rough sex

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

And now my new crush gives me the same smile

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Getting people i was cool with addicted to having sores,

I prefer your applause without a handout

It was the best sex it grosses me out