This is a song about "My future boyfriend not replying to my messages"

Explode/ like atom bombs, my future drastic

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Made me bust all the way to their next generation, their future sons got my jizz dna

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

Still got my future ahead, should be happy i'm not dead

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Just a minor, my depression's got my future on the wire/

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

The white boy blossomed after dre endorsed him

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

And i have a few messages that i have to send

Confided in my boyfriend and talked all day

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say