This is a song about "Steped on"

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

' alright, already, the show goes on

Feel your chest on top on

New message from mom

They pick on him and step on him

First off congratulations on the win

Relying on myself

I can taste the salt from my tears

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

That's word to my mom

Try not to lead her on

Feel your chest on top on

Pay dues like a hair salon

Aight, keep going, on and on

My sim card's the bomb