This is a song about "Being a baler"

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Being blind isn't a condition, it's a decision,

A childhood being depressed,

Stop it if you scared

While i was being a burden seeming disgusting

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I have to remind myself, that i am still a human being.

A childhood being suppressed,

Niggas in the street scared