This is a song about "Invest"

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

All my life i had lil money to invest, to spit and let my inner soul grew//

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

But i've got time to invest to supply some lyrical complex

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

That you don't buy my album, save your money yo do not invest

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

I invest in souls, which unfolds to get you left on skulls

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

I'll just invest more time and stay unapologetic,

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in