This is a song about "I wish i was taller but you wish you were hotter"

But i still know how to rap like you wish you could

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

I wish the shit you spit was real so i could've heard the boos

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

I wish that you could just be here with me...

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

You wish i was a restaurant, cause you can get served for free.

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

I wish it was simple, but now it's like we're infused,

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

But if its war you want, then i wish you the best

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

I wish that you could walk that talk but your bars are wack

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back