This is a song about "I wanna be"

People look at me n say thats what i wanna be,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I've turned into someone i don't wanna be

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I wanna get respect i wanna be in the grates,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I've turned into someone i don't wanna be

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

All black everthing on some jigga shit

I wanna go where i'll be celebrated

I don't wanna be fried or baked

They say them colors must be fake

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

I'm a be what i fucken wanna be

Needa start worrying bout myself/ and where i wanna be

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree