This is a song about "The perks of being a wallflower"

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

But thats the life of a human being

A toothbrush being shoved down the throats of your minions,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Of being a ballplayer superstar like stephon marbury.

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

I'm tired of being on the bench wanna be a starter

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for