This is a song about "Proved my bullys wrong"

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

Nothin going wrong just getting money saying it again in my song

There isn't right or wrong in my future crime scene.

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

, whats up choad?, i owed but now im in my mode, wrong road to tow

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

But i keep pushing, 'cuz my cards were dealt wrong in my hand,

I knew there was something wrong.

I know my daddy gone

I thought inside my head, this is the wrong direction.

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

Preserver and prove me wrong.

Tats out and my hair long