This is a song about "I m gone"

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

She gotta hold her head up high