This is a song about "Proving my bullies wrong from primary"

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

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

Nothing because the bullies at my school stay try to push me around.i am nothing

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

I was wrong, i miss my mom, it's hard to remain calm.

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Theres nothing wrong with a hit from the blunt and plus its number 1 grade

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Lookin' back at how the bullies were debatin' my views,

When i'm taking a wrong turn my fam puts me straight,

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate