This is a song about "He s watching his girl call me superhuman"

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Not even he satan can harm me with his hardest hit,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Ima bad bitch on his hip man he call me his model

Blind, damn his so fuken kind he thinks he is better than me

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

He try to put me under his spell but then again he wasn't a good speller

Knocking one off whilst his own mother is watching.

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

Till he's had a girl he can say is truly his,