This is a song about "I was"

Well man i do the yacht

I though i was red hot

I was convinced that rap was the shit, and i was sold/

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Its the life i was given, the day i was born

Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

And i can't help but stare, cause

But you assumed i was

I just realized all i was doing was running along the shore!

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

When i was mad, you thought i was sad