This is a song about "Becoming a icon"

And my depression is slowly becoming a misconception of who i really am,

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

But he don't rule a thing

Who you were becoming

As minds are becoming complete,

Swear i will murk any beat

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

My whole family's hating what i'm becoming

Still so damaged, day by day she's becoming saddened,

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Who you were becoming

Money ain't a thing

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

An ironic icon tryin to turn my mic on.