This is a song about "Expected"

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

But if you expected that, then i guess you don't know my psychology

Bet you didn't expect it, i don't do things expected, and predictable

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

He’s clearly not the one my mom expected on mother’s day

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

You expected me to enjoy my life

Whole time, a little more girls

Anchored to expected patterns

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Everyday we will exceed the expected,

How can we be expected to surrender our weapons

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle