This is a song about "Tired being locked in"

I'm tired of being polite cause tonight this fire will ignite

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Yes i'm tired of being the villian now

Will somebody please show me how

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Im tired of being slepted on

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

I've been locked in my room getting faded

About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

I've fallen in shock in a coffin that's locked