This is a song about "You re not my nigga"

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

And if it blast at ya chest, my nigga you are done

Shout my nigga lucifer, shout my nigga joseph

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Life's a trip my nigga make sure you lace your sneaks,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

Not a crack in my voice, this young nigga so poised

And nigga if you aint got versace then nigga you can not top me

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest