This is a song about "Type of way"

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Stimulating night in club type of fact

Stimulating night in club type of fact

A defense mechanism, what i thought that i lacked

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

Im rapping about death cause im really that type of guy

Some type of competition

Catch you up on places i've been

This type of lifestyle that one simulates

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

U feel sum type of way,

Sign on my dick that say

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

The type of nigga we trip up and leave for 5-oh

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

This shit is a different type of warfare