This is a song about "I am the one"

Am i the only one who tried to write love on her arms?

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

// [she says i am the one, but the kid is not my son]

I am not the 99 percent, i am not one of the rest

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

It feels like i'm goin' insane, am i the one who's crazy?

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

In your nightmares i am the one watching your soul being drained

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

// [she's just a girl who claims that i am the one]

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

Like as if i didn’t know man

That's the kinda person i am