This is a song about "Not being masculine"

//sick of these topics not being discussed

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Oh you mad ‘cause i’m stylin’ from the city of power

If you're being a downer this is not the right encounter

I care about proving people wrong, not being the best,

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

His story goes about summers, where he now suffers not being in the competition

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

That's why i shine like i does

Not a choice but shows being careless,