This is a song about "Me being argentian"

Stopping me from being fluent , end up dead like a nuisance

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Just for me being weird in the past/

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Fuck me for hating on you when you are just being normal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Guess i cant be me or not being me

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

They push me to do my dreams of being an mc

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic