This is a song about "Worth my time"

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

Turning this place around, man, i'll show it my worth/

Cause my life isn't worth living without his respect,

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

February cold as my heart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

I'm at meetings shaking hands and adding commas to my net worth

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Imma show my true worth/ sort out the sour shit and skip to the dessert/

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

My souls worth a fortune like it was shimmering gold

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old