This is a song about "You can t be me"

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I can be your bonnie you can be my clyde

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

And if you diss me then you can be the runner up,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Reality, hopefully, i can be, more then me,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Cause time is money

Nothing can be cant you see

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy