This is a song about "Almost there"

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Because the night it's almost over

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

My music is so good its almost therapeutic

And please never disrespect my set

Almost all of what i said

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

So close now i can almost taste it.

I literally almost shit my pants/

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Swisher almost gone, hold on

You probably think i'm almost done but

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck