This is a song about "Strange emotions"

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

The aura of my emotions

So here i am at the store for some chips

Some, my emotions are a circle,

The world is so typical

Strange fruition, must i remind y'all,

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I remorse, i let through the hole, my emotions/

Girls always playing games with emotions

I never fit in with them light skins

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Its raw feelings and emotions

You outnumbered by yo emotions

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks