This is a song about "Trying to fit in"

He never fit in, always faking sick

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

Trying to maintain in this war

Not relying on the light no more

All wale talking is ambition

I couldn't possibly fit in

You trying to beat me in a battle,

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Actions sometimes but i paint on hit fucking trying clothes they still don't fit

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

She wanted to fit in

Visions, dreams of passion

Prison cold gotta get in where i fit in before i am to old

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Or know them testament verses

Trying to much like i'm in a rush