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

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

You gotta move on find a better one

On my one, no one else cause i'm just boring,

They are not confident when im talking

You can't tell me shit

No one else believes it,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Every one love my lyrics

Every one love my lyrics

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

You better keep counting them one by one

Mami... she open, she open

But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Because your poor and there's no one else to blame