This is a song about "Im no terrorist im just brown"

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

But there's no need to be hating, im just really faking,

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

Im braver,no hoe saver,

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Im not no mamba just mantis,

You ain't working hard as this

Im made of just rap no quire shit.

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Terrorist creating treason for no apparent reason

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

No you cant, cause im one of a kind, so learn ya place, and just step in line