This is a song about "Lingering thoughts"

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

But when i go back into that lingering school i'm a loser,

Lady at the frank stand will

Changing thoughts of people cynical

Ive been having these thoughts

Kirko paint her walls

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,

Red bottoms with the spike work

Talking bout they suicidal thoughts

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Existential thoughts depending from the curls/

Maybe i'm lost no need for bad thoughts

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

I let you know you dealing with dogs

These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts