This is a song about "Lingering thoughts"

Changing thoughts of people cynical

Lady at the frank stand will

Said thoughts that weren't even seen

Man this life is but a dream

By god, slow grind

His thoughts disorganized

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Down any thoughts of us

Hop off the bus

This green's got me clumping jots and thoughts

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Gotta work - slight work

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Its all that's consumed my thoughts,