This is a song about "This little light of mine"

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Which is why this arm of mine is cut up

But this adolescent mind of mine, turnin me from gold to mold,

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

To hide the scars of mine, to leave the dark in this world

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

Appeal with the skin color of mine

But that was only one time

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

So much hating in this life of mine, i cry at times

With the mind that's so devious of mine.

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

And you're, approaching me right

This is my story ill bring to light