This is a song about "Not getting enough"

After that moscato hit

May not make enough to get it

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

My head was not small enough to fit this room

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

Enough, its time to go public, with your handicap thats not announced,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

You not getting famous like macaulay culkin

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Not poor, not rich, but just enough to pull it through

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

But thats not good enough for you

Your getting fucked enough, wit those weak words you throw up,

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Its not about getting connections,