This is a song about "Me being on fir"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Focusing on being what you wanted to be.

When you've made so many mistakes in life and you just want a clean slate!

Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

 just not if it means giving up on being me,

Guess i cant be me or not being me

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Come on tell me why quit being that guy,

They are an illuminati puppet, being pulled on their strings,

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence