This is a song about "Desires"

Its busting blowing up your desires

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Whatever your desires you'll leave satisfied

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Desires acuter, mind poisoned, polluter

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

He perhaps aspires to what man desires/

My pedestal burns brighter the more my desires inflame

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

My desires are never ending like my rhymes you envy,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

We living for our worldly desires, building our empires on things we put

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good