This is a song about "I might be ugly"

I promise i might be okay

She can't know where my mother stay

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

You'd admit, that i am so fortunate i might be a crucifix

I burst in the game dress the scene so ugly

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

I think this might be some of my best work

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

(fast) i don't have all day i might be in a grave

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Guilty bitch yes i just might be,

Although i could never resist, some choices might be dismissed.

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

And i'd rather die than be average but chances are i might

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side