This is a song about "Overcoming a strugg"

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Like a baby without a diaper

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

Overcoming the demons is really tough to do.

You're a disaster a sham,

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Influences are a dime a dozen

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.