This is a song about "Psychedelic experience"

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

At some point, we all experience this,

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

Except this experience ain't gainful, more like plain painful

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

You lack experience, knowledge and your inferior

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

That has lots of experience about cocks

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves