This is a song about "People like to be the heroes and stuff"

That scary love, never get married love

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Like what priests speak under steeples preaching to the people

They aren't the kind of people i like to talk to,

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

Proceedin' to be lethal to the right kinds of people

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will