This is a song about "Born to prank"

You had to be born on a highway because thats were most accidents happen.

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I hate to say,i'm born and raised in kuwait

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

Virgin mary's son; he was born to be the holy one

I told her all about how we been living a lie

But in a way it's alright cause we're born to die

'cuz many of those black youth are born to die just after birth,

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

I was born to do great things, i aint just speaking chatter

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

Know that it’s god working

I was born to be a king

Time after time, again and again

Babies born to mothers that will slowly leave em