This is a song about "Rejection get there in the end money fame hard work emotional scars"

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

But when i get in the rhythm eventually end up spitting

Made money off the white without touching the soft, i'm in there

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Hopefully i can get in the hip-hop hall of fame

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Live in distrust & rejection

You're uncool like my mother kin

Cause being in here is all 'bout your hard work

And i can get em all without lots of effort