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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

Always hopin' for the worst

Nigga, fuck the world

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

I am the strength that i always sought for in somebody else.

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

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring