This is a song about "Fit in"

I get special attention

She wanted to fit in

Trynna fit your way in put you wont ever get a peep,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Everybody else laughs at him just to fit in to things

That's why in every line i just clever rhyme and every time i fit in syllables,

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Tryna blend in like few of my friends did - damn! there too i hardly fit in

With a little bit of passion

I couldn't possibly fit in

So much dope all in the back cant even fit in a truck

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

I had never fit in with the men.

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then