This is a song about "Just a youngin tryna make it"

Your just a bleating sheep, tryna touch me like a worm tryna leap to the moon

I arrive and burst into the room and im first till i meet my tomb

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Like a detective just to try and make sense of it

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

These lame crooks just tryna make a quick buck off of faith,

I’m tryna make a difference with the sickest of flows,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

Tryna make the perfect odds like he got a fetish

Flow like stasis is just be patient i'm a make it bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

And young people tryna make a name got straight cred hate,

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Jay-z and kanye west, maybe they’re just tryna distract it