This is a song about "Promised my city i would become a young god"

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

And i promised to myself,they must die

Would dreams actually become facts?

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

To satan im sensing danger, wouldnt bow to god i would never ask for a favor

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Oh my god - feels like i need a psychiatrist

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Fascinated her, discriminated school boy

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

And when it's said and done

And a god ive become

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

I still wish my way out of here, before i become a myth,