This is a song about "Being a over achiever"

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

Or was i just a desolate being

The latter being a constant misconception,

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

My fuckin second verse is over,being too small,rapping to death

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

I believed in a higher being.

But thats the life of a human being

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Of impactful things one can ask for

Too afraid of being a loser

A childhood being suppressed,

Ever since my daddy left

The same shit over and over it's like a record skipping

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing