This is a song about "Hopeless love"

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

I'm influenced by the hopeless and foolish

These fuckin hopeless slits

Size 9 fly kicks

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

1995 the future hopeless, im the last survivin poet

When i was hopeless , rappad helped me share my lyrics , they helped me pass generics

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I'm low 'n' i'm just hopeless, know this shit's gonna last

At the stars, he feels hopeless sitting here alone so he beside to start heading home,

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

But when he discovered he was hopeless he gathered his things,

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets