This is a song about "Separate myself from shit"

She'll handle shit from here

I just wanna keep it real

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Don't try and separate race from religion

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

So you best escape before i separate

Now you speaking my language

Never take shit from a bitch

Tried to convince myself that that shit wasn’t for real,

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

If i dont trust it i disobey, thats how you separate the real from the fake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

We're the same, i aim to separate you from this

Fuck jealous from myself

After lebron, i'm what's next