This is a song about "Yeah i m comfortable tell my other label i love em"

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

I aint the type to get comfortable

But i gave 'em love back,

She was wet off the bat

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Tell em i cannot complain

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

Tell em i cannot complain

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Listen b, just give my stylist kudos

Niggas that guided me through

I could tell you i love you