This is a song about "This anxiety is kikkin my ass"

I'mma catch you next time around

See my ass is always on the ground

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

This is my original, my validation

Can't wait for summer, might just so see a preacher, with my anxiety

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

This is my own style, all this is my own version,

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I’m sick of busting my ass for this minimum wage,

Anxiety anxiety, hangs out in my minds eye you see

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Or talk politely iv got this anxiety

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest