This is a song about "Am comeing for you"

I thank you for making me who i am starting with every little cell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Listen to me, i'm trying. don't judge me for who i am.

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Third ward general, young cash money

For who i am you aight gonna like me

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

And if you change yo mind, you know where i am.

I am known for my mystery

My slight fo's just talk dirty

You gotta make sure you aim right

Am aiming for the light

But let me inspire someone who can

Shit's wrong,but you know who i am

Hold my tears i tried my best

For no longer am i scared,