This is a song about "Trifle"

Trifle, stifle 'em like rifles from a psycho, i'm ill,

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Like it's trifle, my skills are precise like a rifle how a sniper might hold

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

I'd be happy if i could make a trifle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will