This is a song about "You don t get me"

You told me to get lost

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

And the wrong time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now