This is a song about "Hes not here"

Need i say more out in singapore

You’re not wanted here no more

And looks in the mirror and often asks himself if hes a stud or not

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Start dissing, just listen to my vision, not here for money,

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Not conceding, shifting to uplifting and that's why i came here for

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

I mean devil not seal, that explains our fight here

And got her room number, you can find me there

While i'm sitting here spitting rhymes you think its not fair

Im not here to entertain

Things'll never be the same

Not permissible, thought here to clear their clouded minds and climb

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line