This is a song about "A wannabe"

Its a challenge breaking a habit

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Get the fuck off my case, why are you wannabe rappers in my face

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot

Of wannabe rappers, go all the way around, and up to the top, climb my way into hip hop,

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Talk about i'm a buster? you're just a fake ass sucker, wannabe usher, with a stutter.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage