This is a song about "You be sending nudes"

What you were meant to be.

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Sending jabs with my bars they hitting hard and caving chests in

Tried sending me to the middle east , to be stoned and beat/

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

These backpackers and whack rappers i'm sending to graves,

I'm sending chills back to the time water steals

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I should end up my battle sending you to coddle the cattle

Cause a couple nudes got leaked and reside on some tube,

Anybody riding with young’in will probably recoup

Since it's sending me down, offending the gown

I heard ya lost do you know your way around