This is a song about "The rest became history"

Put head on the pillow and go rest

That happen to act like a black president

Became the greatest group ever, never will remain the same,

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Coughing phlegm on the streets as history repeats

Hold my tears i tried my best

Im better than all the rest

You're like the kama sutra, after this you're fucking history,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

All assessed my diagrams and the rest

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

The twist of the glass pipe, became their clear vision.

I became the expert on suicide and how to cope,

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope