This is a song about "Thinking about you is like torturing myself and i can t find a way to stop it"

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

A mother to you and myself i can't tell the difference

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

Cos i can take the punches and convert them to a way of blasting you away

You about as useful as a platinum wallet, you need to stop it,

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

Now i feel like i was made, to make sure i can hurt you every way

Thinking about the way things used to be

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Is anybody out there ? it feels like i'm talkin' to myself,

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

The father went and knelt down and said can you find it in your heart to forgive me

A dollar and tell her to stop it i don't fuhh with boys like

Test the water let me know if the temperature right