This is a song about "You wanna be"

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

The moment you're in pain, i wanna be there for you.

You don't wanna be put on my rap sheet.

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

But i ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner

Because you wanna be the best man in the mirror,

I wanna be with you

Swear i'm trying to get through

My gramma say you wanna be a rapper

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

You wanna be 50 so bad you got shot in the jaw and your chin swelled

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

You and your wanna be white trash passion

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

If you wanna be the first to drive mini stars to parks