This is a song about "I want to go to narnia i know it s real"

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

I want to know his exact man-to-man quotient

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

And i don't think, i even want it to go

I don't know where to go,

I ain't tryna brag though

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

I want to go back to when eminem was slim

I don't want to think of it tonight.

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

You know why because i dont want to live in disdain

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Now that i've entered hell i don't want to go back