This is a song about "Wetting ones self"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

And notice that no ones having ya protected,

The ones always feeling fuckin crummy

A military mind mean money

Catch you up on places i've been

I'm no ones admission

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Foes are rusted no ones trusted

Please boo what's your size crazy

Watch the ones that are shady,

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

You left us, the ones you love and the ones with spite/

// [we're the ones who made you]

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Kicking the ones without access to attractive... ness