This is a song about "Tired of it"

Im tired of being slepted on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

And we're tired of you fucking faggots, so can it

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Im tired of seeing all these couldve beens

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Tired of hearing all these gimmicks

And the v12, that's on various trips

Put the purp in the blunt

I was tired of that chump

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

People are getting sick and tired of just hearing me sick it,

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Fuck it im just done with trying, im so tired of all your lying!