This is a song about "Bowie"

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

I don't know why i'm even on this track

When under pressure, i never crack

If they startcuz it's all about survival

Success is my idol being broke is my rival

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Felt that wetter pressure and my mind stalled

And i roam with the heart of a violin

Holding a knife but couldn't begin

Do it ppv, snap necks with the pressure

Let me go like this, ready for whatever

Have you ever felt like, like you never get life

Use my stiletto flows? not the shoes, no, more like the knife.

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

I swear i couldn't breathe when my idol started quoting my lines