This is a song about "Wanna be rapers"

Riding around with ms. reece and them

I wanna be the odd person

Wanna be in the spotlight.

Now move back over here to the right

Help them achive what they wanna be

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Summertime in the city

Fuck niggas wanna be,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I wanna get respect i wanna be in the grates,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I only wanna be heard

I don't wanna be fried or baked

What is it gonna take