This is a song about "I m really"

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

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

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

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I"m the designated driver

And there's little to be glad for

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

So drop the slam and lets get sick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,