This is a song about "Being the dopest"

I never fit in with them light skins

For being the absent dad in attendance

A poetic criminal being unjust toward the minimal.

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

It came so close to being the end

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Will somebody please show me how

Yes i'm tired of being the villian now

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Just the fact of being there

A life where we don't need no welfare

Just the fact of being there

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

Took the form of a human being