This is a song about "I am a world champion"

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot

A couple children i can raise who actually love the world,

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Like i am a weevil.

Never wrong at any level

I am a fucking wacko

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

I am not a lair just speak defamation

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I am trapped in a world that i dont want be in and i find that there's no

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

A parakeet resembles just how high i am