This is a song about "Confess"

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I can confess that i used a hammer and sickle for defense

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

It made me depressed, and i confess, i lied to your face,

But i must confess the buttons you pressed was a big mess,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I impress your mind, then i confess my grind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

I don't fear death

I must had to confess

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

If you want a good life then you need confess

Now i'll confess i'm not the best

I can only love you when you’re undressed