This is a song about "Anticipation"

Shoot up children in a matter of a minute, media forecast, this criminal

You strapped to machines, barley alive. doctors saying its a miracle,

I’m clean motherfuckers i have a vision

Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun

Going with the beat and i'm feeling euphoria

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

To all of you that have ever had a vision

They fasting they won't leave me ate

I hope i'm not to late

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

It's only fitting cause i'm looking super fly with you

Focused on your ass, so i guess i got tunnel view.

In the morning make me bacon

Waiting only for the occasion