This is a song about "Mess stress"

No stress, snort blow less cause thats my whole mess, ran away for a night,

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

I'm hoping i confess

Kids giving their parents bad stress

I just play my part make moves like chess

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

But thank god that i'm blessed, that's none of my stress

Because congress need to access your last mess

They at the same spot they making no progress

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Of anyone willing to enlighten stress

Then u started saying ur a mess

And i'm a just take another guess

God dam imma soul mess,

Carefree i don’t need the stress