This is a song about "Bicthes and thoughts"

Leave these thoughts to me, myself and i

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Write your fondest thoughts and record them

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

You gather your thoughts and then return here undetected,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

I ponder and i wonder through my own different thoughts,

His thoughts disorganized

Good help is hard to find

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Make sure your thoughts and decisions are all set up in one accord,

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

I'm cut and im bleeding currupt thoughts i defeated

And got her room number, you can find me there

About my feelings, and my thoughts, they just stare