This is a song about "Noisy neighbours"

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Stoned with his friends while throwing shit at the neighbours homes

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

My neighbours are shaking i feel the quakements others move on my

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

Not too many years ago 3 murders occured,gun was found in my neighbours pool

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.

Put expressions in their music and create the face

With the neighbours, the dim glow is glaring against my vase

Like where did the bins go? they flew to my neighbours place

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

They're noisy they just strain me and my ego

Or become a noisy niebour fast just for a thrill

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill