This is a song about "Hiding your inner self"

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

I'm not in your inner circle, so i'm fucking up your set

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Destroying self esteem with every word your shelling/

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Hiding under your bed waiting for the right time to strike

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

Inner core, intercourse

Then it just pours

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half