This is a song about "Rejection get there in the end money hard work emotional scars"

Hold up yea we the best

It's just me, in the end

Live in distrust & rejection

Catch you up on places i've been

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

There are dead sheep in the yards, playing these cards is getting hard

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Made money off the white without touching the soft, i'm in there

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Over the face of rejection,

Cause being in here is all 'bout your hard work

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Master of the quotables so please dont get emotional

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

But when i get in the rhythm eventually end up spitting