This is a song about "I am so poor i need a ps4"

So much money in my pockets, i might need a saddle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Because i am so lost,

Competition on the court

Life is sweet, so sweet i need a shot of insulon (insulin)

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

I rap so much, i need a break

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Just so i don't ever need to say "i need a hit" then i got myself caught up

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

Back in the motherfuckin bay

Your raps so poor you need a layaway

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

You'd admit, that i am so fortunate i might be a crucifix

It was hard to quitstarted out drinkin’ forties moved to harder shitgoddamn, now i’ma grown man

Hey at least i am a beast i'm feasting on your defeat, do i need to repeat i am