This is a song about "Hopeless romantic"

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

1995 the future hopeless, im the last survivin poet

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

1995 the future hopeless, im the last surviving poet/

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Everybody's droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's doorand all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed

You come to rappad to pound keys into submission, typing to release another hopeless defeat,

Your chance to endure is near hopeless

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

These fuckin hopeless slits

Left hopeless in a car about to stall

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall