This is a song about "Endless loading screens"

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

But i guess that shit's just tough love

The meaning is endless

Quality portrayed volubly seemingly endless sporadic/

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

We're loading up the tecs, getting vexed, keep the streets closed,

Because the baller lifestyles were all they showed on tv screens,

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

An let forth with endless harassment,

If you ever feel alone and

His courage is endless, here to encourage the defenseless/

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love