This is a song about "How awesome i am"

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Now how am i supposed to repent when evil is what i represent

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

Look in my face see how broken i am

We on a world tour, wale your man

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs,

But how long am i supposed to keep it?

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs/

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I'm fucking awesome like nagasaki i dropped the bomb