This is a song about "I was born to ball"

I was born and rased in a underground

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

You were born angelic i was born a sinner

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

And i ain't got what it takes

I was born with demonic traits

And i was born in a body caged in cells to stay afraid of being okay

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

I was born to own a heart but never taught to know the part

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Since we not even talking

I was born to do the damn thing

'98 i was born and raised partially,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

And my dad abandoned us before i was born