This is a song about "Newly improved guy"

Did you meet another guy

Tears that our fore fathers cry

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

It never crossed my mind, how much i improved from then to now and time to time

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Wake in the morning, its storming and my mood's improved/

I punched a fuckin' nurse and my mood was improved

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

And i know that your supply

Trying to become i.t guy

Im just that type of guy

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Even passing out that eminem guy

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

Slowly realizing im that guy

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high