This is a song about "Never being good enough"

She wanna be grown

U never being home,

Father was rich enough to pay, child would never have any sons

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

Never satisfied/but know when ive had enough

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

'cause your lines aren't even good enough to be considered shit.

You can never get enough

It's just textbook stuff

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Being scared of these chumps please enough you cream puffs

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

I ask you what's so good about being a king,

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough