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

To a different state were me and the people like this dont relate

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

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

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

Metaphorically a whore i rhetorically score with no assists on

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again