This is a song about "Rough"

But it wasn't enough,they want mo' rough

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

I just called your bluff this is so fucking rough

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

You're pushin and shovin but no need to rush or be rough/

Feels i gotta be rough

The game of love

You invite men over and ask for it rough

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

That shit they talk about, keep sayin' the area's rough,

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Until that shit would dry up, memories would dangle rough,