This is a song about "Stressing me"

I delete they history

Yeah fight with me,hate me,insult me,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

It's just me who's been doubting me

Just tell me, tell me, tell me if u love me

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Anxieties attacking me, and nothing is relaxing me.

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

You sever gone cos he partly stressing but can't so...

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

You raised me, amazed me, praised me.

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me