This is a song about "A better me"

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Well you better fear me cause i can turn this cure into a poison,

They wanna jack me like some kind of crackfiendi wonder if he knows that my income

To better me, you're still a guinness, weak to hennessy off the cap, #come

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

To me and as a banshee you better hear you see

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Excuse me i got better manners,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

If your life is a hell, better call me satan! adoration of this nation.

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Celestial sphere, you better fear me

Your lines, better see a physician,

First off congratulations on the win

A much better emcee/

You see the world is scary