This is a song about "Always wishing for the good"

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

And maybe serving for the greater good will be my saving grace,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Let's rap together and make good beats for the streets

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing

I'm slaughtering stale, competition, i got the whole block wishing

As they pass on niggas see they passed up on good to help themselves to what they could.

I will write lyrics later but for now just listen to the song for now its pretty good.

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I'm slaughtering stale, competition, i got the whole block wishing

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Reaches for the razor in the dresser drawer, oh god this can't be good

Just a peaceful musician, so quit the bitching and wishing,

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

Our hands tight holding, the river calm flowing/ wishing for you, that dandelion im blowing/

All you niggas getting killed with your mouths opentrying to come up off of me, you in the clouds hoping