This is a song about "Not fitting in"

Fitting of my eminent stature

You told me god was the answer

Till its feeble and manipulated, fitting to our core

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

No check back, in debt yep

My goal in mind but not yet set

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Mic'ing few miles fitting the backstreet

Stuck in this #condition i'm fitting

There'd still be niggas out killing

But not me im star gazing in amazement

About disaster in the world and

Are not really that different in this,

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches