This is a song about "Rescue you"

See you, touch you, hear you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Dc cabs got my pops alright

You know i love you right,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

To you, ill take you out fishing an leave the sharks with something to chew, no rescue,

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

You think i'm lying to you

Who do you think you are

That gal want me ride har

In her defense she a part of the crowd

You talkin bout you breakin out

Nobody cares about you except you

I really love my miami crew