This is a song about "Tryna cool it down but it runs in my veins"

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

But when it goes bad, they'll be the ones tryna deny it

But im doin it wit style so the playground thinks im cool

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

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

You can tell by your so called diss jealousy runs it,

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

Then you look like a fucking fool

It's insane, it flows through my veins, and i could light the bong,

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

I feel it in my veins like blood ecstasy and life

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Alien dna in my veins and delivery.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Down and i knew it, i was young but i felt it

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit