This is a song about "Bring understood"

I'm in another universe no idea where i am at all

I know its good n' all, but i never understood my call, just stood to crawl.

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

She wasn't my type, as far as i understood my type to be.

Come on pick'em up, bring me back..bring me back!!!

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I never understood how women came as inferior

I was so young that all i understood was that

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Started writing shit down since verbally nobody understood me

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Find some new bitches, they understood

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Im good thats understood, i blow up like chernobyl.