This is a song about "I m not a devenment"

How beautiful are thou, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

As i seenobody cares about my history

No fake doctor in my name, and it's not capped off by m c

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,