This is a song about "Public"

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Fuck the money and public opinion

All do these rate my shit, public criticize

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Been public enemy since you thought pe was gym, bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

In public you hate me, but you're really just like me,

Sentenced the public to being a peasant,

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

Dealers walkin’ a tightwire in the public housing projects,

It's like my whole entire life's a project like it's public housing,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing