This is a song about "My path to success"

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

My path to success wasn't long enough..well what's my knife for if it can't create shortcuts/

And now your best friend's having kids

My success is lifting your eyelids/

That's why you don't cross my path

Just put your hand on the glass

I just play my part make moves like chess

#don's #key to shoddy success?

I'm after you bringing traffic through

My success is going to be the thank you

All we need is convienient love

No brightness to shine on my path full of

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Findin my groove, time to choose what path to take, what i have at stake

This path i choose to walk alone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown