This is a song about "Dealing with poverty and never seeing my mom"

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

I'm my own human being and i wish you could be seeing

And my chakras stay open like i'm seeing lights

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Seeing more success with my concepts it was a mystical miracle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

My mom and dad don't love me, never got along

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Disabled with my mom still as my payee,

Look it something they can't ever see