This is a song about "Internet addiction"

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Self inflicted, stuck in a cycle of addiction

My talent should take me places i've never been

Instead having a bad addiction

Its a new edition, an addiction

So if it comes down, may the best man win

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Influenced by others, i slowly became them, truancy became an addiction,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

And anyway, you hear all of these bad things about the internet,

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Leave with their minds broken learned an addiction

The anonymity of the internet makes idiots brave

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face