This is a song about "Being a kid"

I dreamed of being that cool kid who rapped without a blueprint

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

Or was i just a desolate being

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

But i was a stupid little kid

She likes the way it hits her lips

Of a kid with no exuberance

Just say he's the best

A childhood being suppressed,

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Visualizing being a college graduate,