This is a song about "Depressive self hating waiting for healing and scars are bleeding"

There comes a time for waiting and patients

Before we see it's hard to live

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

You are hating and masturbating on your fucking floor

And you're waiting for someone to come and pick you up/

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Waiting for the shot to escape, this nonsense and frustration

Questioning the whole meaning

And is it worth bleeding?

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And you know what i found hater are just hating because

And like a flower waiting for summer i finally bloomed,

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

But he don't rule a thing

And somehow i was bleeding