This is a song about "Black candles looking for which nigga to target"

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

She all on my skin

Looking for reception

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect

They vaguely decipher my language

Looking for a cure, a ditch to dump a bitch,

I'm not looking for a label to sign me,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

We looking for a bite to eat real quick

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Looking out to prove something, and ready for popping bones,

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

To the beats which i've ridden from this brittle prison that i lived in for days