This is a song about "Drake putting me on"

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

What it gotta take just give me a fucking break no i am not drake

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

I'm putting simplest ways and i'm smoking on that haze

Drake. but i'm stuck in this wake, this place, oh for gods sake let me out!

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Im greater than drake, listen to me people this shit aint fake

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Putting it on ya till you atone ya sins, to the real rap god

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Im putting wounds on ya, scars, that wont ever be healed

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I'm putting myself on the map you are officially in my trap like moths to light bitch