This is a song about "I m not yours"

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I never would hurt yours but you pray that injure mine

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

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

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

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

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

This was a quick trash i hope yours is not as wack!

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Don't fuck around and make it true

I aint about to pay for yours.

Epic, they used to feed me detours