This is a song about "Why was i born"

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

I was born to be a king

Its the life i was given, the day i was born

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

I wasn't born mean i was pushed to treachery

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

When i was born i still a true evil

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Like will after the double-u i was born ill

I was born in the rapcity, i think i got a cavity

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Flow exported i was born in america

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga