This is a song about "My larger goals"

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

You can see with your fans

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

Is all over and all of your goals are gone!

See my pain through my eyes,

We hustle to survive

Scoot through noosed goals clutched in individual own birthright tombstones

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke