This is a song about "How gorgeous i am"

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

Nobody knows how alone i really am

After these, how can i hate that you're confused on who i am; when even more i

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

And it rules everything around them

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

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Notice how sick i am, don't steal my shit or get it quoted/

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,