This is a song about "Thinking and life"

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Tossing and turning scratching i'm itching, the fuck was i thinking

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

He fathered my thinking and my writing ability

Secret society all we ask is trust

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

Off a plank, and tell me what in the fuck are you thinking

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Thinking deeply about some shit, does life truly have a purpose,

Everyone thinking i'm weird and fake even though i'm making history

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard

My life was in a vault and all the bitches used to hiss thinking

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building