This is a song about "I am not enouhg"

I am not a lair just speak defamation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I am not a criminal, bad and misunderstood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

I am the real deal,i do not play

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Am i supposed to coat it up? am i not allowed to open up?

Im not sure who i am , who do i aspire to be?

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Who'd you think i am not?

And i don't make no bed rock

Until i am wanted, and needed, i'm not just singing' along,

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song