A young rapper confesses to sneaking around on his partner, getting caught with glitter on his clothes, and getting his head smacked when confronted. The whole thing spirals into a frantic, self-deprecating monologue about being trapped in the consequences.
Deep shit I'm in some deep shit it's young spitter and I ain't no quitter Crawling with your bitch like a critter I wish I wouldn't hit her Cause now I got glitter on my clothes and this shit won't come off why did I have to fuck with her? Now I'm gonna get caught Hit the Walmart, buy myself a new shirt Now I gotta throw away my favorite blue shirt Shit, I'm walking in the house tiptoeing like a kid Then BAE wakes up, where the fuck have you been? I'm like, oh shit, oh shit, she ain't stupid I'm in some deep shit she who you sleep with I try to play it off act like I'm sleep walking Walk right into the wall and fall Kid shit, she say, nice try look me in my eyes and spit Then cracks me over the head with my fucking E C Deep shit, I'm in some deep shit oh, I'm in some deep shit I'm in some deep shit.
