This is a song about "Dont count me out"

Life mapped out time to buckle in and count down from ten

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Our nation have to bow, africa

Dont make me tomahawk ya,

They all see my life from a childish position

Blankets around me, two if you count my skin

Dont love, just hate on me

I came up hungry

You dont want to engage get me out my cage

With foreign names, valet the range

Dont try to judge me dude

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

It's obvious i'm crazy

You dont know about me

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought