This is a song about "Evelyn the wannabe"

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

Talk about i'm a buster? you're just a fake ass sucker, wannabe usher, with a stutter.

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

I just wannabe an inspiration, i want to be known as a rapper of the new generation,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

See. they say i'm a wannabe forget that i'm a gonna be. say hay

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

You can call me a wannabe, because thats what i am im a boy who wishes to be free,

Of wannabe rappers, go all the way around, and up to the top, climb my way into hip hop,

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block