This is a song about "Tired all these love games"

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Must be a hellspawn to play these mind games,

We vegetables, on them record labels

Man i am so tired of these damn sluts

You're chained to the ways of these twisted drug games you've played

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I'm tired of battling these wack ass rappers

All because i can't feel love

Ships that sail to distant places

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

Oh my god i'm so tired of these rappers thinking