This is a song about "Being better rhan every one else"

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

They better work my every nerve

Racism bullets being shot in every which way

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Do you plan on being you or someone else,

But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself

Cause there aint no one better

Or something that you paid for

I can taste the salt from my tears

Cuz you cant get no one else

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

For a better life,hoping one day its going to better right

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I'm getting better every increment

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

No one likes being lied to.