This is a song about "Confession"

I'm an adolescent, i'm not heaven sent, here's my confession

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Open up confession to the problems i’m correcting

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Or confession shredded skin thats what

I got a confession to make,but see

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

But this ain't no time for a confession i have to tell you

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

When i became eleven. same age i made my first confession,

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

I wish i was as rich and famous yes that's a confession,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

In the chair of confession i dont have the heart to speak to you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through