This is a song about "Guest"

I'm a guest on this quest of blessed and oppressed they suggest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

But i guess not, he a despot, if he real then he dropped me a guest spot

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

I don't feel like i belong, i feel like i'm a guest.

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Best friends with da game you are still a guest,

So if you wanna piss me off be my guest, watch me tear you apart,

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

I know i'm not the best, maybe i'm not a rapper but a guest

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

My girlfriend told me that we have to share a room with a guest

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

That happen to act like a black president