This is a song about "When i come into the room i bring fire and deamons"

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I bring the meat, you bring the cabbage, i bring the heat, you bring the draft picks,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I see the fire and

Put the purp in the blunt

I sit in my room and curse the heavens

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Cause the feeling i get when i look into your eyes,

Self made coming soon

When i went to the bath room

When i come packed with the buds

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Looked around the room that's when i seen her bedroom door shut

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck