This is a song about "Things ending with at"

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

With chilled feet i just grinned and started to key things

Everybody else laughs at him just to fit in to things

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

But it's a part of me to fail things like these, though i was always good at

How to produce, with the right things in the right key

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Doin stupid ass things with incredible risk,

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Enhancing things randomly like connections with my family

Expecting things to go they way while sitting with they feet up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

At 1 minute and 17 seconds, is when this rap i'm ending