This is a song about "Aware"

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Maybe this is some shit that will make u aware that i'm the best

We're aware of these scary truths, daily we bury'em while we evade the news

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I see you over there, shy but aware

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff

Show things many people ain't aware of,

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Not aware i am standing in the corner, about to make an incision

Now be aware cause i got u on top of

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Stop taking drugs and be aware of cops hey yo mcee obey my fucken law and shut of the computer bro