I'm from the 832 or the 281 whatever division
Niggas crash and burn right with they brash decisions
And I'll lastly mention
Just how much mad niggas is mad convicted
Cause how I grew up you either Brad or Christian
Two verses I guess so
If you f*ck up the song just live on to sing to the next note
That's how I cope, with not being my best self
Fake born wealth, niggas is Gatsby
I'm just Nick, and observant non judging natty
That see, like how he do it
It come naturally you either born gifted or stupid, but who knew it
But who knew it
I slit my wrists luckily the arteries I missed
First kiss in seventh grade now seven bodies I done hit
Think imma just stop it right there
Yeah imma just stop right there