This is a song about "Soft spots"

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

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

Fighting sloppy,you could not knock me,off,you always looking soft,

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Just a bunch of pussys actin hard when really there soft

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

Higher spots, like terrorists y'all are taking me hostage,

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Reserved spots for our casting lots/

And your bars is soft like a pillow

Although thought that we would grow