This is a song about "Wannabe appropr"

We're not just some fake wannabe, made by society/

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Must be something you want me to see

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

Of wannabe rappers, go all the way around, and up to the top, climb my way into hip hop,

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

I just wannabe an inspiration, i want to be known as a rapper of the new generation,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Im not a wannabe,so don't front on me,i had the cops break my front window and taser

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for