This is a song about "Fuckin low key"

Knowledge is power information is key

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

A lyrical genius, respect is the key

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

I got a rappin key.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Not whether you can shot a key,

Mama made her pretty

But the good die young and bad slow so i hope u die fuckin slow cause uve made us feel so fuckin low

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto