This is a song about "Little me"

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Feeling a little bit of craz-ee in me

Let me start this off with a little rap lesson

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

Yes i'm a little crazy so you can call me insane

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Why you don't feel a little love for me

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

Thinking he could beat me, his bean sized little mind made him

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

Been in cali a little too long, it got me jaded