This is a song about "Skeletons"

My bitches fuck me good

Skeletons in my closet

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

I've got skeletons in my closet but now there just hanging. death

My building blocks yelling skeletons pouring in other elements

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

My past isn't tragic, but i've got a couple of skeletons in my attic

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

The closet shelves are squeaking, the skeletons are peaking

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

My tribulations, the causes, the skeletons in my closet,

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started