This is a song about "The one that got away"

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Let's duck away for a moment, from the points that i made

Run away get away ye's got a gun

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

The judgment day away is growing closer, on that dreaded noon,

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

I've got this one chance, one miss it for the whole shot,

One fucking date, that was all i fuckin got

Been running around trying find a job

How i think about you every day

Shouts to the niggas that passed away

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

I got those scars in my wrist that no one could see.

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Wanna be the one whose gon fight away all your tears.