This is a song about "Me owning people in fantasy football"

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

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

She dreams of her fantasy world, living in a high place,

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Too many people around me getting put in a box

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Set me free, from reality, that'll be, my fantasy

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I see people like me, in movies and on tv,

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Stop living in a fantasy and wake up to reality, there's no morality

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me