This is a song about "Where sinners dwell"

Hell, what's suppose to contain all of the sinners

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

The inner sight i sense with sinners since has been misplaced

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Where constellations collide and where telescopes can't find,

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Mm got the masses

I dwell within sadness

The more that i dwell, the harder it becomes.

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Don't dwell on that jabroni just cause that baloney sells

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

But i've never been a fellow to just sit and dwell

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

We be loven every where