This is a song about "Become tougher"

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

Even tougher when puffing is wrong

Every day these streets were getting tougher

A metaphor, for the insecure

And become as big as london

Something wicked this way come

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

I become psychotic without you, i become insane,

Trying to become i.t guy

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

You want to become a handicap

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I'd rather kill myself before seeing what monster what i've become

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen