This is a song about "Having everthing"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I'm in traffic, distracted by the chat that i'm having

To get them niggas while they laid back

Or having each individual nerve attacked?

Since when was having dreams a crime?/

Huh, got to get better with time

Always thought having you there was comforting

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Yeah, we just having a good time

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine

Never meeting his true love, having kids,

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Make em blink like having an epileptic seizure

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for