This is a song about "Wanting revenge"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Wanting to run away from reality to the abdominal cavity

"im mad with wanting to have you back"

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

Reading texts wanting draws which i never denied

Gotta remember they names, revenge for my grievin' pains.

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

But i keep fucking maids, wanting more babes

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates