This is a song about "Why anna doesn t love me"

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Your love in my chest, why was i thinking this way?

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

// [and that's why, my love, you'll never live without]

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Timmy got his bike stole

I'm the one killed anna nicole

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

And people call me a user, but i want you

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly