This is a song about "It me"

It has never appeared, to me.

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Trust me it aint nothin

It ain't where i been

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

It don't matter. i'm doing me.

He wanted me to hear it.

I got some fire and shit

Let me rideuntil i get free

Like it was meant for me/

Fuck fame, fuck money

I did it... its on me...

Bitch, they call it motor city

But when it got to me,

Give me it holy shit

Fuck it, they shrink to fit