This is a song about "Lighting designer"

Top dropped down, black on black

In their designer jean's back

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

I capture lighting in a bottle and release it when i please

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

Power combined with speed like a mike tyson swing colliding with a lighting spree

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

I'm lighting y'all like #incense, so i guess that #in #a #sense,

Cause even the best here are playing possum,and it also lighting and rains

So insane, i inject my tears into the blood of my open veins