This is a song about "I am ur moma"

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Ur cool dude, but ur searching for purpose like mew two, i school fools

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

I am not powerless, i am powerful

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Sometimes i wonder, am i off?, am i involved in

I am not powerless, i am powerful

Ha, running rebel on another level

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

I am narcissistic

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

And thought why am i still alive why am i still here.

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

Hey bitch..wats ur name....i forgot ur name...

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain