This is a song about "Im not cocki"

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Im not competitive but all these rappers beat me like im meat

Im not even far from done

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Im not just another white fellow

Get you high, keep it on the low

(not really sure what im doing)

Don't want to be the king

Im not trying because im sick of lying, im dreaming about dying, but not from you,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

I promise im -not - him

Got me rushed to the station

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

"pains not insane but im insane if you know what im saying"