This is a song about "James wane y did you have to be so vain"

Hopin' that my niggas see

Why did you have to attack me,

You have to be flexible

I put you on that pedestal

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

So i have no time to be stressed, no time to be depressed

Why did you have to attack me,

Bait baby, wait baby

Collection of freestyles that i just want to make

So to wrap things, you douglas never did give me a break

So i have no time to be stressed, no time to be depressed

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed