This is a song about "Damn i m sick of them who try to judge me"

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Even when them niggas stop and try to plan on me

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

I try to tell them i'm one of the stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

I try to stop them with reason//

What up girl, tell me how you been

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Dont try to judge me dude

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

And, when them haters try to see me im cocking the semi

Sometimes i struggle when i try to juggle this frenzy of writing sick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

Only god can judge me in this false world to whom i serve

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

I try to leave but this games just to damn addicting