This is a song about "Im blasterelite"

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Now im thinkin if im gone, then im gone for good

If you feel it, it must be real just

Im stubborn and im ignorant,

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Im on fire cause im fantastic

Im not getting up because im counting sheep

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Im gonna rap to prove im good