This is a song about "Eyebrows not on fleek"

Smoked a bowl n' burned my eyebrows and went into dire shock

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Focus on getting educated, not gang affiliated,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

See, nobody #adores 'we' if it's not me whatever the rap's on.

When you took my hand up so calm

Try not to lead her on

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Begging not to be on my hit list

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Not on my level/shown guts

And isaiah say one day your time will come

On the cloud the cpu fan's not held on by gum