is he talking about an AMAB transgender person experiencing dysphoria?

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Written by ATO

Produced by - singular balance , SteveXCooper , Jonathon Ng



LYRICS

 
HOOK 1

I just like money getting stacks I want P 
Telephone for me I just let that shit ring 
You just keep running n you’ll never catch me 
(Oh yeh)
Would this bitch die for me, we could be easy
Six fall for me, I’m living dreams

No sign,
No sign of my
My girl 
No Caroline



Yeh I’m in
N then I’m gone
I’ll get that
Suttin knocking on the floor 
I gotta move soon, i aint got nothing
Got a life, gotta take it back star!
Yehh you know me from back in those days
Like I know..
There ain’t nothing they can say to me
Got nothing, like how you gonna 
Maybe.. (maybe)
An you’ve got that same smile 
Like you did before
You miss that late night, calling





I just like mone getting stacks I want P (One time for my niggers on the red line)
Telephone for me I just let that shit ring 
You just like money and you’re gonna like me 
(Oh yeh)
Would this bitch die for me, we could be easy
Six fall for me I’m living dreams

No sign,
No sign of my..
My girl 
No Caroline

Feelings
How you gonna breathe through

-


She just want a nigga with change
a nigger street enough to blow house money on chains 
but I grew up on garrowby way 
years pouring with rain 
too busy looking to God 
to see my world drowning in waves
now it’s dark when I pray
swimming deeper for closure
she like to divulge to her girls 
but they ain’t real and that’s something she already knows 
tale of two cities
ain’t no pity
karma got interest for you, check check
moving risky 
hardly discreet
i used to be holy 
loved priscilla 
like my only, young hurt n full of dreams 
tryna clean up
throwing dirty money at therapy
counting down from 10
until I wake up in the cemetery 
tales of the rest of the city
it bleed 
help me
wild wild west, moved to grove 
tryna bury your past, first you have to bury your soul
it ain’t easy round here, when you’re living with ghosts
some white people, black people, frame n a mirror too close 
these times, friends were moving snakey
i pressed Kacey for the truth
i said tell me straight!
coz lies echo in this room
black boys with mental health
he had his own demons too
bam had already just been sectioned
that shit took him out of school 
we couldn’t be friends 
tryna survive 
tryna mend
our pasts
tryna defend
who we thought we were
red lights 
whilst reaching for the stars
escaped a couple suicides
then suicide
life became walking a line
the long way home 
for young black boys
up north
where now?
who am I?
both my parents ill
i was falling short and in denial
a pain i couldn’t feel 
sometimes my reality feels like the casino 
mother gave birth to my brother
through her chemo 
helpless, watching life reload 
now I’m rising to the surface
nah I need it
treat my brother like my own
coz his life gave me purpose 
now if she knew me
could she love me
when it’s cold
her love go through me 
like a knife 
n its cold.

no caroline

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