This is a song about "Playing with my feelings"

Dont judge me ...its my feelings

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

To express my feelings outward using liquid solidity

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Me and my friend play with your head as we kick it flying, we playing soccer

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

But with drive, skills, and my feelings, i feel i could rhyme ill,

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Playing pong with my dimes, making paradigms but oftentimes i'm spitting rhymes

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

My feelings diced, another family hurt tonight.

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix