This is a song about "Thinking ur hard"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Now ur alone livin with ur parents cause ur fucking show up

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

Yeah what i be thinking

Lust will have you slipping

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Ur in over ur head, bitch your tactics are useless

Wandering dreaming constantly thinking

Listen, these niggas is tripping

Probably thinking you'll get slapped so damn hard you

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut