This is a song about "A wishes for you"

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

Its time for you to step down, for a new king

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Two was a good number for you,

And all the shit you went through

Give you life for giving me a headache

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

It's really not an issue

For a true nigga who wants you

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs

You can call me a wannabe, because thats what i am im a boy who wishes to be free,

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Drop you and posse, just for a hobby

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see