This is a song about "A mess like me"

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

I've been so fucking depressed,i felt like a mess,i try to forget

They in the same building livin' like a mess pack

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

I have made a complete and total mess"

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Wanna mess with me, you betta think thrice.

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

The day before is better than the present

Now my nerves are a mess, it's like a punch in the chest/

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Burn it like it's dave koresh, make sure i don't make a mess,

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

And i ain't trina be no thug like i said im just caught up in a mess

Chasing them checks, nike work

Mess around with me get hurt