This is a song about "My crush breaking my heart"

I just crush a lot on my big pun shit

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

The wrenching of my guts, the breaking of my heart and watching my

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

I will crush this timid misfit with my lifted spirit

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Like a small garage in your backyard

You will be here in my heart,

That shit was wack as fuck

Untill my heart stop beating up

I'm doing the same thing

My heart feels poured, yet drowning

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

Bone breaking, shaking my head then i'll bury y'all/