This is a song about "Club cant handle me"

You cant reach me, you cant teach me,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

And you cant handle our fame,

Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear

Cant handle it i feel a rush of tears, been a tough year

They bringing me fish and chips

No....u cant handle these weapons!

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Uhh i cant handle the crap i get from home

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat