This is a song about "Singin"

Singin' to a man while they played piano

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Cause our weekends ain't the shit that the weeknd singin bout

You took the hatred of yourself and just project it out

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

Cause our weekends ain't the shit that the weeknd singin bout

Instead of singin' the same song

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb