This is a song about "Screwing up people"

And people don’t care if they’re locked up in a prison cell,

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

People waste precious time trinna dirty up my name

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I said i don’t give a fuck

People will use u up,

Im a screw up i just screw just so that im screwing

You know that love is a very serious thing

Yeah and growing up i always loved music but people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

But i look up to people gangsters geeks and equals

I used to beat up people who just couldn't leave me be

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city