This is a song about "Rejection from someone you really like"

I've been prosecuted for terror because my minds sick and ill/

Do you ever remember when you talk to someone and your heart race from the thrill

I really like your style and how you write

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Gin makes me sin

Im prone to rejection

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

From hearing your novelle someone will expel the details of a shell

When you lie like that, its really sad

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

There's nothin' like you where i come from

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Oh really now the crowd will be like wow, when you rap you can't even get fast,

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Testing bombs, you really think it's different from desert storm?