This is a song about "Getting the fuck out"

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Until you harness the skill of getting out of harm's nest

Im getting a feeling now, motivation to go out and be the best that did it

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

But i’m done on this track, so i’ll peace the fuck out

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

But instead of getting hi as fuck

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Im getting ready to fuck up the industrys status quo

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

I need to get out there soon, the cash is getting away

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Fuck getting the digits, nigga im busting on these bitches