This is a song about "Label me"

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So i heard you gotta be on a major label

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

But some label me as a satirical liar

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Look for that label, hope soon maybe april.

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,