This is a song about "Shit no shut"

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

Without your love it's cold as fuck

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

But things ain't no changing, nothing amazing, no shit i'm gaining

Im made of just rap no quire shit.

Razor grips, laser spit

Me and you just need to talk a bit

I'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Speed is what you lack, you can’t catch me no more, so shut the fuck up homo.

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

This aint no fake shit that i'm writing

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

No longer with the bull shit , ill react with no regret.

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,