This is a song about "Being single in love"

In a single cell as i single out bustin another trillion, what's left to be written,

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

And you love being kobe when you make the lay up

That being this lazy in love is most certainly a crime

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Perceived as the villain in every single scene.

Little light in the ass

Instead of being in class

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

That id hit every single word in pin point precision,

A head without single faces, i don't exist in your world.

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

Single minds think alike, we're in the nexus.

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was