This is a song about "Im batman"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Im confused and distressed, happy yet im depressed

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

Im not getting up because im counting sheep

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

Im living every second that im dying

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Cause i'm like batman,i kill jokers,crack dens and pill smokers

Nigga im elegant ,im elegant

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Im still loaded, im loaded