This is a song about "Scattered feelings"

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Those feelings ain't neva fiction

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Spit with acid hits, now his scattered wits have shattered like matter...

See, every dime scattered meant as much

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Scattered from hell to jacobs ladder,

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Sorry this is just for a rap battle no hard feelings,

Thought we had the feelings

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Its raw feelings and emotions

Can't win with a passive attack

Also brought feelings back