This is a song about "I am to pretty to be your sidchick"

They say it's not normal for me to be rapping because i am white

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I got to be your baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

And eventually, you will see what i am meant to be

I am who i deserve to be

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

I dont have time for your shit why am i trying to battle with another bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I just want to be next to you to see your smile

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style