This is a song about "Drunk trying to rap"

So that don't even matter

Just trying to rap faster,

I'm trying to be kind

To my unborn child

Trying not to slip i'm trying not to stumble

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

I'm trying to find new ways, to break through, in this rap game,

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Myself as a prominent figure

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Im trying to get outta here man im really trying

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Why are you trying to rap when you havent even learned the alphabet,

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red