This is a song about "You don t have a rap carrear"

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

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

But i'm miles away, i pound the cake, you can't rap cause you have a bellyache,

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Something worth dying for

You don;t thin anymore

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

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

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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