This is a song about "Stop being pathetic and grow the fuck up"

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Tryna blow up, lets hope and pray that im the greatest when i grow up.

And all the pathetic scumb in town, i felt all the love around,

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

'cuz i ain't from the ghetto, didn't grow up there, and that's real folks,

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes

And grow up to smoke rocks.

You pull up in parking lots

Grow up and let out your voice,

All lying ass defensive ass boys

Wondering when the fuck will chief keef grow up? who knows?

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

Maybe im just being a pathetic little bitch,

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich