This is a song about "Id"

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Im white but id call u a nigga and love it/

Id laugh like "whats the matter"

Something worth dying for

Id be killing corrupt mother fuckers, peadophiles and rapists

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Cause i knew id make it one day

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

They said id never make it

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

And i can write a hook fast

Id hang it up but the frame is cracked

Get fucked like me, but i say fuck my public id,

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did