This is a song about "My life and how cool i am"

Weed i can't pronounce man

For how smart i really am

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

Nobody knows how alone i really am

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

And what's funny i am my own mystery

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I am going to have to learn how to keep my temper

And i can't even tell you how many times for my life i've fought

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

My life is like a bubble i am ready to pop,

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Look in my face see how broken i am