This is a song about "Skide marks"

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

You haters put up your guards

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

I'm here to make intangible marks like signatures in invisible ink.

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks