This is a song about "Being an idol"

I'm an entity unseen like aliens unknown being causing you dark dreams

It was acapella like this one, do you understand what that means.

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I hold the title of local idol, i'll run this shit like a motorcycle,

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

Your wife your bridal be in denial because she wanna marry her idol,

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

They are an illuminati puppet, being pulled on their strings,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

You thought that i was done with completely being an ass? please

He was my idol, fuck the bible so instead,

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

You aren’t up to date being an mcee for a bitch is too late,