This is a song about "I m teird of"

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

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

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

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

I'll meet you in the sky

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!