This is a song about "Resentment"

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Your resentment just furthers my results/

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

And i send my message with no resentment, but with contentment

Never tried bringing it up for the sake of your resentment

I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

With banal homages my hate fueled horror sentiment of resentment

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

These incidents only fueled my anger, resentment, and rage.

But the fact is i got skin like i'm floridian, jettison the resentment/

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend