This is a song about "Totes ma goats"

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

Money back on my mind

Ma raps ma ya go blind

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure

If ya'll don't know ya history ya'll should look a lil' closer

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Turned his hope into an enemy, just totes the bottle of hennessy

Got ma head in da books

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

And pray for better days

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

More bitches in ma section,bad bitch trynna get ma attention