This is a song about "Kenneth trying to roast me"

As i seenobody cares about my history

Motherfuckers, will be trying to apologize to me.

How beautiful are thou, africa

You misbehaving and me trying to save ya

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

It's all lies, about me trying to suicide

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Trying to find god but he always seems to hide from me

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Nigga what the fuck you trying to battle with me

Trying to fucking stomp on me

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Thinking its a sausage, he's ready to roast it/

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

So it's time for me to stop writing, or i'll roast the rappers that's trying.

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying