This is a song about "Self confidence"

Suck my dick, writing with confidence ,call me a prick

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Anonymous to confidence when writing verses,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Some thing i keep to my self

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

When there's a fork in the road, confidence beat up,

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

But i got you guys, and now i have the confidence to rap tight/

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Rap brought me a confidence ina mind state of no consequence

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

You will smell me when i reek, of confidence cause come on

The knowledge of my self still

That's aids to the ill