This is a song about "Gotta get outta here"

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Fo' twenty get ya head outta them young money beats,

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

Mirror mirror on the wall

Cause everytime yall come around

My music so loud, you here it outta town

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

You've ran outta luck so don't get confused bitch

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Im trying to get outta here man im really trying

Get outta my face, looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy