This is a song about "Jacob guest"

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

I don't feel like i belong, i feel like i'm a guest.

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

My girlfriend told me that we have to share a room with a guest

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

I'm so fresh bruce had to let me have a guest spot

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Best friends with da game you are still a guest,

I'm a guest on this quest of blessed and oppressed they suggest

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Guest spot on american bandstand

But i guess not, he a despot, if he real then he dropped me a guest spot

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock