This is a song about "Life is a song so let me hit the bong i don t know how to rap but im not black shit might be a little wack"

Come here little boy let me show you how to be a man.

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

I hit a driveby on sandy hook while in the memory lane, but im not insane,

Ha my mojo back

But i still rap like a black

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I feel like im starting to fade, feelin like this shit might be a little delayed.

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Im not a gangster, but i won't hesitate to let the luger clap bitch

I am not a terror is but i know how to write this horror

This beat is a mahi tuna floating in some shark water

No where but i know you think this rap might not be fair

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

I would usually talk shit at the beggining of a song but,