This is a song about "I was broke now i made it and my names on the charts"

I was like bird on the ground hurt and flapping, tryin' to fly but now i guess i mapped it.

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Went back to the first 1 sttill on the floor and i broke his neck grabbed his

I made up my mind, on 24th august i was gonna tell her.

My insecurities and worries shall be no longer

But now in the end i understand that it made me tougher

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

But i can proudly say it made me stronger than i was

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Entertainment i'm maintainin it ,claimin the game, and takin names

As i said, i'm evil, my rhyming ain't feeble, i knock the beatles of the charts

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

I got yals names on my dj's disc thats why i keep scratching

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking