This is a song about "That s not me"

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

Like those downers that made me not remember shit.

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

It taught me that not everything in life is fair.

I'm still searching, does that not make me a real person?

I'm stealin' purses rapin' nurses i'm a crooked surgeon

And that´s how it has begun

And it weighs a ton

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money