This is a song about "I can t be your superman"

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Life has put her to the test

I can be the fucking best

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

The world is so typical

I can sing an be humble

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Aren't you somethin' to admire

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

(dude, can i get your autograph?)