This is a song about "Dehumanize me"

On they twitter writing novels, see

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Stab me, shoot me, there just aint no destroyin me

But i think i like that, just maybe

You can't cuss me, parr me

Approaches me, encroaches towards me,

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Must be something you want me to see

Ll me but i'm still me, now you know the real me.

Knowing you can no longer party

Try to call me (try to call me)

Your arms enfold me, cloak me

While i'm making history

Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody