This is a song about "Things"

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Fights break out because of the little things

The deepest of your feelings

That going through some things

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

You mother fucka claim you murder things

Chattering bring back other things

Been spending most our lives

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Simple things yes but to me these things just seem obscene.

Doing every day things, at night

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

Hopin' that my niggas see

And i'll make things creamy

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

Hindsight, dimes and fame, expensive things/