This is a song about "Overwhelming stress"

Fondly carressing stress,

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Girl, let's send our stress to the sky

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Swear i will murk any beat

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Here i go again, falling in love

I cant stress it enough to you imbeciles

I don't fear death

I smoke og kuch fuck stress

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

That's enough of that i've had it i'm happy i've got no more overwhelming sadness

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

A cannot deal with the stress

Of anyone willing to enlighten stress

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess