This is a song about "This guys"

And it makes you feel insecure, there's no love from the guys,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Let me mine you until your vagina is wet enough and fill your mind with pleasant thoughts

I tried really hard on this one guys, took me a super duper long time to write because

And when i start to rise

Incase they get jumped my 20 guys

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Too many guys i already slay

Her last nigga cheated just like the other guys

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Belonging to the girls who chose to beware guys