This is a song about "Pulling urself together"

And it's pulling me apart a part

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Whistling when we're together

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Cuz i'm pulling skirts up exposing you ladies,

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

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

To meet, but never actually stay together

Forever together

Took the van, went snatch her

Then get myself together/

Castle and crooks sweater

Like, no bitch we didn't sleep together,

Huh, i can't interpret her

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types