This is a song about "Scared of me"

But now you got me scared cause you're calling it off

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Talking caramel with them asses like the strippers

Ride with me even when scared- join my 'band' like ring fingers.

Even the boogeyman is scared of me, boo

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

They scared up and bleeding like the arms of a junkie that's been scared by a needle//

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I don't sleep because i'm scared to lose track of reality.

Ain't scared of shit, got dog treats in my locker

But more or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper

Exposing all the fags who are too scared to diss me back

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack