This is a song about "Pressure"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Im sorry i put you under so much pressure,

It takes a lot to entice me then i can't handle the pressure/

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

To big to thin we crack under the pressure

Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I feel like invincible, nothing can stop me like "come on this is the gayest pressure"

So much pressure make me wanna go insane

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Outta i am legend i feel the pressure

And the pressure on us teens becomes immense

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears