This is a song about "Model un"

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Never said i was a role model so don't point

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Despite the title, i'm hardly a role model,

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel

If you try to give it to me at the door

So fuck being un-heard, imma make it roar

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Its un-explanitory, so this is my name and my story

Metaphorically un-touchable,

No one notice your struggle

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Un wearable by you