This is a song about "I like turtles"

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Like i said before i sound like i'm doing speed

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

I don't feel like i belong, i feel like i'm a guest.

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I treated you like a princess

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

I wonder what heaven is like

I end rappers like chapters i spend masters like bankers

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Cause it's like you're my mirror

And i think i like her

I like to use the word like love.

Mama always told me i’d be famous