This is a song about "Overwhelming stress"

Screamin' out these hollers 'til i'm deaf from this lethal stress

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Kids giving their parents bad stress

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

But thank god that i'm blessed, that's none of my stress

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Girl, let's send our stress to the sky

From the back seat, back seat

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

They at the same spot they making no progress

Did my best, i didn't deserve this goddamn stress/