This is a song about "The thing"

You turned your back on me, i will do the same thing

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Everyone sees you differently, different than the actual thing

The only thing i would want to know,

This shit ain't nothing new though

Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working

But when in reality i'm the real thing

But just when it gets good, she's gone

The thing is ya need to be strong

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping

I was born to do the damn thing

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Of people saying the same thing

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

But you wake up to the same thing