This is a song about "Soft spots"

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

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

Walked up in the shop, everybody lookin' shocked

So i'm writing you this letter

I was soft so tender

Her voice was soft and sweet,

For the low that nine cheap

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

And your bars is soft like a pillow

Blind spots of opponents

All we need is convienient love

Were the best challengers you're shits pillow soft

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part