This is a song about "Get the hell outta here"

But here you are this the only shit you can get

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

They say i’m special as devin hester on fourth down

My music so loud, you here it outta town

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

How in the hell did it end up like this, sitting here why me but now i do

Get outta my face, looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Im trying to get outta here man im really trying

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

I'm outta here, fuck all of y'all

So blast off i'm outta here

Yellow diamonds in my ear