This is a song about "Im not out of luck im just getting atart"

Im getting tired of people spraying shit and darting off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Im a stoner, yeah, but im not a fucking hype, i just smoke weed of any type,

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Im sorry for the repetition, im just tired of the tradition,

Im getting a feeling now, motivation to go out and be the best that did it

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Think im sweet then try your luck

Cause ignorance is bliss

Im not no mamba just mantis,

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

Im coming of age but im still not mature,

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

But im not religious, im just fucking stuck in a viscous wheel,