This is a song about "I m not babblin"

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

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase