This is a song about "Matt s rapping career"

Who would have thought i made this a career

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And that's all i long for in my rap career

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Rappers rapping about there career, i’ll break that.

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

I run this slithering sphere, i'll end your whole career,

End your career in a verse

He lying i’m on papers