This is a song about "Bout me"

Smoke a blunt with him remanissin bout how well he know me

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

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Now pass me the rock, and i'm bout to ball

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

When he was say rap god he was talkin bout me

I delete they history

The games bout to, go blow me

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

I'm bout to make it splash on y'all, call me carmelo

Hold up yea we the best

But thinking bout grades gets me stressed

She ain't much taller than me, but who cares bout that

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

After i saw his body, i swear i was gonna hurl

Let me tell you 'bout a boy and a girl