This is a song about "My feelings people calling me ugly"

Even though im ugly, no seriously they love me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Let me tell you right now, my feelings are vacant and i'm making my rhymes sacred/

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Kids are making fun of me and my feelings are still not tore

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Now all my people can you hear me

And losin all his money

They don't hear my bark

Was calling me a retard

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

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