This is a song about "Put my squad on my back like im wearing me"

And watch me as i stomp on this game wearing my cleats

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

My family consequently put me down.

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Im sorry did i stutter bring me my cash back, i'll commit suicide still write my own shit

And put the pieces back together my way

I was gonna write you a poem today

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Picked the blade back up and put it on the side of my neck.

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

And put the pieces back together my way

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Picked the blade back up and put it on the side of my neck.