This is a song about "Stupid firend"

But you hate them navel kisses

My dick, stupid bitches

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Even though you know it is stupid

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Artifacts, stupid fuckin heart attacks

With g's in my pocket

Stupid i can't do it

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

But the kid aint stupid

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

I can't believe i fell for his stupid act- this stupid trap-