This is a song about "Rap about your origin and how it molded you into the person you are today"

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

The person you love just gets stolen and causes commotion

Step back and respect the art's fucking origin

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

It was about the rhythm, personality, and your flow that made you rose//

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

I'm into the lyrics, you bastards are into aesthetics

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

It all depends on the person you want to be

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

The rap game you cherished, cut your pussy and left you airless

Why are you talking about your gang

Liu kang the way i kick it, bumping wu tang

It doesn’t matter how loved you are, the rows at your shows,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes