This is a song about "Demographic transition model"

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Despite the title, i'm hardly a role model,

Seemingly transition visions to fact out of fiction.

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Pushin permanent twistin i'm on a mission got me on the mashtried to dig, you was screamin when i did

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

Never said i was a role model so don't point

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed