This is a song about "Nadine my bestfriend"

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Cold world no blanket son

Grab my knife and my gun

I might have fuck my ex's bestfriend but i'm not shore

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Playing field ain't levelling the lane