This is a song about "Im carlton year 8s cant bully me"

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

But cant touch me im prone to getting thrown off the throne

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Don't bully me i can now tell those signs

With ocd yall cant touch me

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I cant say im a rapper

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

I cant seem to figure out why im a child of misbehavior, but dad calls me a failure,

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

Blame it on me like a bully, but i need a way maturely to say through the fury

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see