This is a song about "Fading"

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

The image of you fading away and me clutching desperately

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Never fading, and i know that the haters are forever waiting

That pretty smile on your face, that's never fading

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

It's a struggle,it's fading away

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Fading into the fog just another name in the log of the city registrar

Imagining a menagerie of images fading away/

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

To even care that i'm fading away/

Back in the motherfuckin bay