This is a song about "Being a raper"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

A childhood being suppressed,

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

Now, i'm speaking right to you lil' naughty raper

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

The latter being a constant misconception,

Took the form of a human being

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system

It's apart of her goal

Being swallowed in a vac whole

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

Miss i want to read into your nature