This is a song about "Why was i born"

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Daddy left before i was even born.

I was born in the underground of the south side

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

I promise i'mma call you back

I was born to rap, i was born for that

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Why i am here? huh? why was i born?

It ain't hard to make money

'98 i was born and raised partially,

Why was i so stupid i was born in this nonsense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

I hope you get my notion i was was born with this

For the occasion, paper planes

I was born with demonic traits