This is a song about "How good am i"

Just let me save this shit ok am i good now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

And these artists don't need me they already rich

"if i do that, then how am i gonna blow bitch?

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever

I am going to have to learn how to keep my temper

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

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

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Who am i? good question i don't even know.

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

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

And i got a little big, keep it low key