This is a song about "You cheated on me"

Nay-nay i cheated death, but i still got you stressing.

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

Come on girl won't you love me

Do you think i'm crazy

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Would u hate me if cheated

You ain't even call me on my birthday

No days off and that's even on a snow day

I look down on you and you look up to me.

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

If you hatin on me i will smack you in the face

Then you must've cheated, your raps are shit, not even completed, now your

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

You shower so much on me

Bitch, i might make you my baby