This is a song about "Wannabe appropriate f"

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

I haven't been living, surviving is appropriate to say

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

Just another wannabe sucker waiting to get snuffed

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt