This is a song about "Starting rap"

Now my future is starting to look unclear

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Seems like you're starting drama

Sitting on my baby ass starting to bawl

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Starting to hater, then you are finished

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

You starting to understand, that i love contraband

When i pull up in that candy range

Starting on june the 15th

I'm starting to seem fine,

Until the end of time

Slowly transforming/ i'm starting to grow dormant/

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important