This is a song about "My understood feelings"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Words cannot describe my feelings

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

My feelings are peeling and i'm kneeling so i don't begin unfeeling.

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Life playin' with my feelings, throwin' me in the thrash

So here i am at the store for some chips

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

Find some new bitches, they understood

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Without any fuckin' understood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Trying to hold back my feelings is something i've had to do,

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you