This is a song about "Rapping first time"

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

For the first time rapping its the hip hopper,

I fell in love for the first time with an angel

You all niggas ain't even on my level

I turn 20 next month, and for the first time

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

When i first started rapping this is how i really spat

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

First time i'm begging you i cant believe you're gone,

Can barely walk the city streets

Time to open my first eye and see dreams

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

It wont be the first time or the last.

My hands outchere itching so its time to body them first

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned