This is a song about "Metals and non metals"

I felt like non-fame and game were chains, shackled me,

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

From an unstable family of alkali metals

Competition's non-existant, plot just thickens mystical,

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

Soak like yoke, yapping non-funny jokes,

Whats non compos mentis mean?

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with