This is a song about "Lexington and concord"

This ain't easy, im thinking

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

My life is fucked i crashed the concord

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

And get it again and again

And like to boast and brag

Where the black girls get their weaves back

And more than confident

Social conditioning and