This is a song about "Your crush likes someone else"

But in our hearts and minds we're someone else entirely/

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

He said his thoughts took over as if someone else was in control

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

You say to me you might be going with someone else

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Well since age twelve, i've felt like i'm someone else

Raging and raising up hell, waiting to pay someone else,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Your my crush but i might as well flush

And now it's clear as this promise

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

They're trash talk, nothin else kid, your bars fuckin smell

Your mind likes, robbing you of the spotlight

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night