This is a song about "You suc"

The third one is mixed, white and black

Thinking about you, you slag

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Whether you wrong or you right

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Nobody cares about you except you

And all the shit you went through

You know that i love you

You talkin bout you breakin out

I gotta little clout

From the back seat, back seat

You take what you don't need.

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

You got your crew behind you

She say she fucking with me the long way

Like you understand what you say