This is a song about "Growing apart from friends"

I am growing impatient

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

I am growing impatient

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

Should have never let me free/ filled with hate / evil doings on my plate./

But now with the support of friends and family nothing from it will penetrate

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Im better than best/ ill rip apart your chest from your neck with lessor of pressure

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

I'm apart from the others, i know who hutch is,

From any other state, make friends not competitors

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Your worried i'm tearing myself apart

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

From heart to art, and flames apart, the fire starts/