This is a song about "12 year old tryhard slayer"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

May i ask that you cut the wack shit? sound like a 12 year old,

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

My sister was sectioned january last year,

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

You think it's fair to have my 10 year old watch his mother die.

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

Second battle, only been doing this a year/

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

Yet to be moving like a 2 year old

And copy what's hot until that goes cold