This is a song about "Cursing to a boy about being nothing"

About a little boy but i warn you it's gory

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

And a "way to go" from your label every day looking boy

Who ya got left to congregate deploy activate decoy

Boggled when you read a poem about me being bottled up

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

You dissed yourself left me nothing to speak about

I'm a catch 21, this close to nothing

And my only fear's a wedding ring