This is a song about "I m sick of"

I"m the designated driver

I think it excited her

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

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

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

They fasting they won't leave me ate

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

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

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

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

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

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds