This is a song about "Telling someone you love them"

But got love for them girls

We should fuck each others mothers

Slaughter someone caught up in my way, yeah you gotta love

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Well i'm telling you now her dying i cannot handle.

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Telling you what i'm finnah be,

Hold on to what you love, and never let go just let them know

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

I fucking held your hand to let you say you had someone

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

You telling me to “stay off” is basically treason