This is a song about "Hiding again"

Still residing waiting and hiding

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Also dont forget to mention hiding from cops

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Are only going nsa on your ass, hiding the truth

Who could be hiding over there? (me!)

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

And get it again and again

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

I'll dab again again again

But he don't rule a thing

To all those hard times, hiding