This is a song about "People like to be the heroes and stuff"

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate

My criteria ain't even that serious

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

Where people claim to be the greatest rapper since big or kane

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

What happened to the stuff we used to do?

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

Have you ever felt like, you finally got life