This is a song about "Someone i can look at once and have the strength to"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I look at myself, how the hell am i supposed to have any dig-

We can't catch the beat

Dont have the strength to eat

And i hate myself for being angry at someone so tormented,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

The sirens are gone, shit, i just stand and i look at the bridge...

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

That yellow thing no one can even stand to look at,

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

You all look at me like i have not a clue

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Leave it to me and i can take my anger out on someone again

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

But at least you have someone to lean onto