This is a song about "Kyle lowry"

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

You know...you know who you are

My daddy need a new car

I beat rap, they screaming shit rihanna its a trap.

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

At last i storm the yard tearin roofs apart as wind blows.

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Or ima tie your ass to the rail tracks

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

'cause we're going toe-to-toe but i'm more fucked up than van gough,

Nigga i’m on like the light and if i ever fall off