This is a song about "I am not gonna join"

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

Now sing with me: i am gonna cut my wrists

I am not powerless, i am powerful

Ya winslower, than laura, though you niggas urkel

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I am gonna learn a smell that is called suicide death

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

I am not powerless, i am powerful

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again

Inferior, but i'm nice

Cause i am gonna rise/