This is a song about "You left me to stew even after all the lines we drew"

Like, after hearing my lines, how can you not be a fan of me?

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I don't mind if you niggas hate

The lines aren’t long, we won't need to wait

All the people you left behind.

Good help is hard to find

If we was giving daps to everybody left you hanging

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

I try not to obey them at anytime

All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

Love all the freaky shit even when you tie me to a chair,

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share