This is a song about "Im cooler"

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Im like nah im on that delonte west

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

I inhale jenkem everyday there is no one cooler.

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Im living every second that im dying

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

No car key and i mean that

Im still loaded, im loaded

Im on fire cause im fantastic

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Im swear im legit, miss i promise im honest