This is a song about "I can tell you where im going i can only tell you where ive been"

Im on tha way

But thats where you can lay

Ive been in brawls where ive been beated till i could only crawl, the world is to small,

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

But can you just tell me why you played me like that, so i can die in pride

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

As a kid, i can tell you how much i felt disrespect,

And i'm a just take another guess

You can tell from my address,

I can tell that you got served, because i eat the mic,

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Damn you niggas sweet i can tell by the fragrance

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

As long as i stand, you can tell that i'll be strong as i can,

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan