This is a song about "Freestyle in street"

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

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

Doing freestyle battles and writin' rhymes up in math class,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

And now hip-hop sounds in every street

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Because they know i could beat them in a freestyle

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

And reflect on the rap game, i came

This is a straight freestyle take a peek in my brain

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street/

The main freestyle king back in the building

I snatch your girl if you're slipping