This is a song about "Jayce being rejected"

Man fuck this shit

I’m being sarcastic,

Now this is what i call an evening

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

I been all around the world

My future now being burned

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Im alone and rejected

You look like a hallucination from speed, a rejected breed, victim of an pro's creed/

Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked backfuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Fuck being counterfeit

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Rejected from being a baller, infected with the thinking that we're all nerds