This is a song about "Boston university center for anxiety"

Blowing up like i'm boston

They had a hell of a run

You can take the heat like boston

I’m effervescent, just ask them

They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter

With ya girl on another man's private center.

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I wish that i could stop and say goodbye to my anxiety.

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Anxiety, anxiety, tripping over reality

You promise that's change

Spotlights on, center stage

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

69. but still busting raps in the retirement center,

For this, i thank the lord

Boston, threw the tea overboard