This is a song about "Fustration and waiting"

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Waiting up for and fightin' for wanna be with

Rendered the game and now i'm waiting for your surrender/

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

And getting money is the song i sing

Ladies and gents, sorry to keep you all waiting,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Never fading, and i know the haters are forever waiting

Never fading, and i know that haters are forever waiting

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

And you're waiting for someone to come and pick you up/

Still residing waiting and hiding

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Blinding me and keeping me up, no nights to sleep, for success is waiting