This is a song about "First time rapping"

I turn 20 next month, and for the first time

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

I went and missed it first, time just slowly slipped and then

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

I'll end your life the first time, every time, right

First time we met i felt warmth yet a shiver

I made a promise to the mirror

All the time i missed in rapping

Don't want to be the king

I just call it …remember all the dough

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

When i first started rapping this is how i really spat

Everything ain't what it seems

Time to open my first eye and see dreams