This is a song about "The feels"

The middle class feels guilty for their poor, now it's hurting,

I'm screaming for help, as loud as i can but that's not working

And this will be the song that we sing

So then he feels the need to start rapping,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

To remind me how it feels to drop the ball like stevie bartman

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

It feels to me that only way to free the beast

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Walk into the school, feels like a normal day, but than the principle stops me screamin hey,

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

Cause it feels right, just spitin in the notepad and on the mic,

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Feel disabled, feels painful. it feels fatal.