This is a song about "Turning into a artist"

In the mirror? i think im turning you into a lover.

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

Philosopher's stone made into the cylinder turning the rockets to gold,

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Rapping is just a hobby i really want to be a visual effects artist

This aint a gesture of negligence but i guess your turning to lecherous decadence

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

While all my niggas was out getting gunned down or turning into convicts

Turning into a professional,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

A shelter he can call home when there's no turning back

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

I steal shit to make money cause i'm a starving artist