This is a song about "How i am"

Real niggas never hate another man

Look in my face see how broken i am

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

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

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

A parakeet resembles just how high i am

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I am not a terror is but i know how to write this horror

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"

Live my life through some film, man

For how smart i really am