This is a song about "Charlotte pest"

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Every time i'm rappen i thought i was a beast in fact i was considered a pest

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Keep spitting like that, then you will be a charlotte bobcat

Of life cause you may comeback as a pest

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Like a pest, clean the floor, look its a mess

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

But i was too busy acting like a pest

I don't know what you heard about

Fuck a pest, we ain't in raid drought

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Dinin on this pest with these tyrannical texts

Sicker than a tick pest

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest