This is a song about "2014"

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

A hundred more sluts in the sea each one be flooding the streets

2014 with a resolution

Lies, tangled with fiction

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

I'm running amok in a village of villians and sluts

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I'm promise you're pussy to me fucker you nothin to me

Your time has come, i'm still rare, you're fairly well done

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Now its 2014 and last week i got diagnosed with lymes disease,

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Lemme grab my chair, some rum then it's back to square one,

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision