This is a song about "Welcome to the rap game it s survival of the fitest do or die look i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings but i flow demonic"

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Go to s c take on the game cocks

I didn't flow or give it a go, but this time, i'm not going slow, i'm throwing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

But i wasn't ready to look in the mirror, but wasn't ready for my father to die,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Look, i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Beautiful and breezy but i do not go easy/

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

I was like bird on the ground hurt and flapping, tryin' to fly but now i guess i mapped it.