This is a song about "Oh god what have i done"

But by the power of god, i say i'm done, shit

I work hard for everything i get

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

So i chose him carefully.. i don't care about what iv done,

Ok i hear you talkin

Done looked what they've done

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Oh god honey i think he's high on that marijuana weed

Oh my god - feels like i need a psychiatrist

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Lex luger, narcissist, the mirrors get excited

God better forbid that i have a kid,

I know what i've done

Cold world no blanket son

And god knows i have no patience

Had i not been exposed to these things