This is a song about "Telling you how i feel"

Telling you not to feel sorry

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

I was put on this earth to write about how i feel/

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Sometimes i wonder how you feel about me

Niggas be telling me how you make niggas in the strip clubs cum in frequent

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

Better yet they work my every nerve

No telling how many rappers

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel