This is a song about "Being ahead of the game"

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Planned nothing for the week ahead

Im tired of being the third wheel

Back to times square...i got dimes here

At the thought of being popular

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Get ahead of the curve

So you finally got the nerve

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

But thats the life of a human being

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

The most intelligent people are always five moves ahead of everything,

Its like baby of the rap game

Searching for fortune and fame