This is a song about "Impressed"

Guess it was pretend cause in the end, i impressed instead

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Still problems to be assessed, i wonder if they judge me and are they impressed?

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Sometimes impressed with what is careless in a big mess

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

That my rhymes are making them feeling impressed

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

''mic-controller?'' i'm more impressed by mac 'n cheese.

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Its gonna take years of work before im impressed

But when it's a fucked up jumble it's a mess - nobody's impressed!

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement