This is a song about "Preventing identity theft"

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires

Lyrically i'm ripping his teeth out with my hands forget pliers

They say with identity comes purpose

Trying to get back to this thing called love

They make your life a fucking theft

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I'ma make it hurt take a turn and call it dissatisfied theft

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Now move a little bit to the left

Went to the store and got caught for theft

But most times darling the sequel sucks

From this identity crisis.......

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets