This is a song about "Not being enough"

You're my reflection and all i see is you

Not poor, not rich, but just enough to pull it through

I'm tryna learn somethin new

But thats not good enough for you

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

It's not working after all. i think we had enough.

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I'm not even tired enough to have a good yawn,

You said that you care, that's not enough

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.