This is a song about "You were careless"

You were gonna come to me

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Money ain't a thing

You were so condescending

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

You say my lines were weak,

You were my getaway

I was raised this way

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I prefer mentally hilarious, who can sometimes be careless.

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear

Lobsters and shrimp im good

You were never loved, faggot

If you were next to it,

Razor grips, laser spit