This is a song about "God plans"

Another chapter, life plans scatter

And then along came the wrong man for her

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

If our plans fall through then fuck it, nah

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

I love u so much i guess u have other plans

Ambitious and clean , my plans to shine

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

I got a lot of plans that were in itself master pieces

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

In the back seat, thinking of the plans ill make