This is a song about "Stress love f"

Spending her time with him i guess

Success is best/unless the stress

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

The stress i relieve is the stress i retrieve

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

Oldest nation on this earth

F u are my favorite letters

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Express stress expect less

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure