This is a song about "Desire to escape"

Until a will of desire, gives a right to inspire

And he who satisfy, might as well as retire

Find a way to escape this insaneness, momma always said

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

From every tough situation, i fuckin' tried to escape

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

I can't escape, forever here to stay to demonstrate my deceit everyday

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

So i chose to be a stoner to escape from this unreality

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

By the fire in my desire to raise the bar higher

Getting beat on a daily basis i resorted to an escape.

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight