This is a song about "Hoping"

There must be another route, way out

Hoping you never come around

Just hoping that people can relate

City national bank evolve into shape

Yeah i'm hoping you sing along,

But just when it gets good, she's gone

Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

You coming back to me thats what i'm hoping,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Kid closed his eyes;hoping to avoid

Seen the how-to video now he on point

So easily, hoping people feel me

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only