This is a song about "Over reacting"

The flow's cold as a shoulder

So you better move over.

Peddling pests to see the melody's which i've yet to bring, i'm trying to get a sting,

I was waiting til i graduated, a diploma in the folder, but its too late i'm reacting

Said when i do dirt wit her

Glad its almost over

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Because the night it's almost over

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Your over worrying

Those days are fucking over

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

I better pull over

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar

Im dissing fags over

I said i'm hurting her