This is a song about "Mystery"

It's a mystery why you think you'd be anything less than history.

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

It was a mystery beat, then i heard it playin', "c.r.e.a.m.",

As i seenobody cares about my history

I chop em down, lumberjack, imma unsolved mystery,

Bitches spittin their raps at me gingerly, smokin hickory, im a mystery,

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

Cause i ain't worriedeyes blurry

All my shit is real and that's no mystery

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

And what's funny i am my own mystery

Like shits never been so clear my future is no longer a mystery

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see