This is a song about "Raping away wishing the millions would come my way"

But i ain't get to see you today

You thought,you would get away,

But the truth is i come from way beyond/

Cause my mother let me do what i want

You look my way i look away

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Who know this be the life that i really live

Flashbacks would come back at the most inconvenient times.

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

The way i'm fucking with it you would think i'm sacrilegious,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Wishing that god would leave the fake me and take the real me.

Washed away the mirror, out my mouth come random shit

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Wishing girls would fucking like me

Took my heart away from money