This is a song about "Brother and him being gay and me winning"

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Who would known me and him would just grow inside,

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

She calls me crying him and her just got in a fight

Because i feel strange beating a crap rapper and winning

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Pick me over him and i promise there's no regrets

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

And u aint even an ordinary child...u r marvelously gay

They pick on him and step on him

I am my inspiration

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit