This is a song about "Soft nigga"

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

Were the best challengers you're shits pillow soft

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

And it really ain't my fault all your shit looks soft/

Her voice was soft and sweet,

This is the concrete

Im a lunatic with a soft blemish,

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Or land soft as a sweater

Going broke, no sir

Quick flipping up sexy back

I started out goin soft on the track