This is a song about "Mood swings are getting worst"

Politicians are getting back-hand bribes, sittin' on a damn beach,

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Everyday im in a good mood cuss everyday im getting laid

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Mama, fuck you, little bitch, mood swings, now i'm grounded?

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Forget all the temper swings

Had i not been exposed to these things

Tell me are you getting any feelin yet/

A clever idea to take something they said

Lifes to short and fast its like our minds are getting intruded

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

The ones you used to adore are now getting ignored like telemarketers

Nigga, lyrically gifted, second to only religious scriptures