This is a song about "Seconds of a stranger"

In seconds a dead man just then possess my logic,

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

And when you give a stranger your heart thell get probably break it,

Poke out from behind her

An old friend no stranger

So here i am at the store for some chips

Over, sloppy seconds is my preference

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

See me rap and you feel like a stranger in love/

For that paper, i'mma grind

Complete stranger with a dope mind.

Sit your ass down in the chair, spare you life for a couple more seconds

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Fucked around and messed with the wrong stranger.

Of impactful things one can ask for