This is a song about "The feels"

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Pop me some swans for some patrician feels

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Feels like space's a big place but it's in the haste

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Sometimes my confindence feels like the president who was always might.

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

It feels to me that only way to free the beast

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

See, the bitterness doesn't last long, it just feels like perpetually

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

Half the time it feels like being hit with a puck

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut