This is a song about "Feelings"

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Words cannot describe my feelings

Not king james, these were coke kings

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I'm so deeply sorry for hurting your feelings,

For real niggas who ain't got no feelings

By the water, au revoir to my audience

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Chillin on a hill like two villians switchin feelings

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Out of this coviction of feelings

So here i am at the store for some chips