This is a song about "Szymon is polish"

Question is, is it anxiety or is it just my heart,

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Most of them niggas dumb

This is ice, this is frozen,

As i light one for ill will

Inspiration is survival.

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

Knowledge is power information is key

My ego is shattered, my heart is captured.

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

While i'm trying to polish my knowledge

Sentence after sentence is what it is

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

*is that what i think it is?*