This is a song about "Clarity"

Apparent to me, this airhead i see with no clarity seen

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Soul started to tear at me, the tole darkened the clarity, that

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

You brought my life clarity

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Express my thoughts hope it's comin' with some clarity

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

All the while you're washing up on the shores of my clarity

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Moment of clarity,

Hopin' that my niggas see

So don't come at me, all i can think of is having a gun at me and killers behind me

My real name is joshua aument/ you can sue me/ for using a fake name to get past the clarity/

Clarity barley comprehensible/

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble