This is a song about "Being lost in a jungle"

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

"flying mentally through a mystical jungle

Leave you lost in this jungle giving none of you maps

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Im a better mc got you lost in the forest

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Blow up and being in a position

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Capped quicker than michael crowned king! lost in a cycle lights flicker

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

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